24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
So many changes, so many lessons Not enough time to love as I wish Getting closer to the final curtain But, still fighting to be in the game
“YAWN” tendons popping
DAMN! Alarm didn’t go off
NEED coffee to start
Am I late, am I?
Crumpled sheets lie in confusion,
as dejected cat mews
but wait, it’s too early!
Bully Sun finds every crevice,
pushes, prods, “GET UP!”
Stumbling to the table,
mind hazy, depressing thought
“So much for lying in.”
Hello,
I am a little nervous, but very excited to be part of this. Writing poetry is something I have done to explain the feelings of Isolation that arrive from living with Asperger’s. For many years, I didn’t know why, I just knew I didn’t understand. Poetry helped me to put that into emotions and the emotions into words. Being able to see words as images can make my poems very dense, so I hope that I can create verse that will, if not move people, at least give them an “ah hah” moment.