Poem – outsideTheBoxHelen

Playtime

It is playtime again, a time where I am not safe, Thoughts cloud in my mind and I cannot face, The loneliness I feel, the utter rejection, Everyone fits in here – but I’m the exception, It churns in my stomach that I am so hated, I’ve done nothing to earn it, it was justContinue reading “Playtime”

Poetry: Images

(This is written about an autistic photographer) The hues and colours of this wonderous land are to you subdued and bland, In tiny details I marvel and delight, each image has secrets of darkness and light, I gently caress the landscape with my eyes, and in turn it reveals each amazing surprise, Where you seeContinue reading “Poetry: Images”

Poetry: Sensory

I know how to programme a computer to talk, I know how to make a robot walk, I know how to match the rubix faces, But I don’t know how to tie my laces, I can name every dinosaur, I know each place I’ve been before, I know how many books are on that libraryContinue reading “Poetry: Sensory”