Short Autism Poems
Short Autism Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Autism by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Autism by length and keyword.
Snowflake
Snowflake
Unique, Vulnerable
Isolated Within Condition
Exceptional, Innocent, Unparalleled, Perplexing
Autism
Across the watery Beads
That Roll
Across the storming Strings
Of Rowdy
Across the lasting Shrill
I Perceive
You spot
The normal
Will the sane
Come Back?
There it is
That feeling again
The feeling that
I'll never be one of you
And that
No matter how hard I try
There's something separating us
And I am again
Second place
I'm afraid of your weird looks again
I'm just trying to joke with you guys
[REDACTED] made the same joke yesterday
Why isn't it funny anymore?
I don't understand
What is this code you all have?
The river flows
But not outside of me
My body
As much as I tell it
It will not respond to my emotions
As much as I cry inside
It will not cry outside
As much as I smile inside
It will not smile outside
Red swing dance
Smooth, cold touch
Foggy white brain
Froggy right pain
Blind, tired heart
Filmy white eyes
Bad handwriting
Bland crayon fighting
Cold leather book
Warm red fire
Nice soft bed
Rest my head
Autistic blank gaze
Graces the spaces of mind
Rainbow's grace bestows
Dark forest gives way to trees
A smile colors blank spaces
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The world is loud
Everyone speaks in a rhythm I can't understand
They look at me strangely when I offer myself
And they believe I know what I have said
They are speaking another language
And there is no dictionary
Cloudburst Louis
Paints in colors bright
Imagination driven
With all of his might
Blessed canvas glows
Pure horsehair magic
Beauty born from pain
Muse favors tragic
Autism schism
Torn from the world
Quiet little dolphin
Oceans unfurled
O, I love my dear boy
So dearly and so blindly
I will give him my blood
And life if God permits so
He's so weak and sick
So pallid and so tender
But I know he's an umbrella of snow
In the wide-brimmed form
A rhyme, a loft
Almost in the spelling of my own world.
I was questioned by my former in-laws
When you were taking care of the baby
placing the bathtub over the bathtub
Did you have modesty in your gaze?
I swear by God
I tried with my passport
This led me to autism and dyslexia
Soon to be PTSD too!
3:21 PM
8-5-2024
Your mind is an open book,
A museum piece on display
For the world’s prying eyes
To gaze upon, judge, pulling
Apart each gyrus as though
Scavenging your thoughts.
But you forget that not everyone,
Strange or familiar,
Holds the cipher that decodes
The jumbled text sprawled across
Those vast, weathered pages.
I’m sorry I’m autistic,
That I don’t fit your expectations,
I’m different I know,
But doesn’t mean I don’t belong.
I may rock,
I may cry,
I may try and try,
To be normal in a world full of expectations.
But I’m autistic,
So I’ll make my own normal,
I’m sorry I’m autistic,
That I don’t fit your expectations
He can barely talk
since he was born with severe autism
I taught him a Lemon Piper and a Nat King Cole song
He likes music!
But will never have a girlfriend
or work for pay
Friends, if you feel bad about missing out
on fame or fortune
Consider the case of Gabriel - whom we love
Be thankful you can talk!!
Autism has as I grow old and fading does
it mean the world has changed?
And tears as rain the salty taste her lips
Still kiss my face.
And now I hear at night the foaming waves
that crash upon the shores.
While out at sea and looking up the star's
reflect a face that's aged,
while deep in sleep it's he that finally comes.
I'm sorry I'm autistic,
That I don't fit your expectations,
I'm different, I know,
But that doesn't mean I don't belong.
I may rock,
I may cry,
But I try and try,
To be normal in a world full of expectations.
But I'm different,
I know,
So I'll make my own normal.
I'm sorry I'm autistic,
But I will never change.
Hrrrmmmmm
Uhhhhhhhhhh
Oooooooweee
Red ball tickling
Red ball tickling
Scratch scritch
Scritch scratch
Head lower
Leave me alone.
Leave me alone.
Scritch scratch
Scratch scritch
Rolling ball
Rolling ball
Pat, pat, pat
Andhuuuurm
Mmmmuuuuu
Soft skin you
Love me alone.
Love me alone.
And let me out.
Please let me out.
Please.
Star Sprayer
Twinkler
Sprinkler
Cleaning Freak
Hyper
Wiper
Flautist Pickpocket
Piper
Swiper
Complaining Hitman
Griper
Sniper
Test for Savant Autism
Rain Man
Brain Scan
Not Heard in France
Thank 'ee
Yankee
Capitalist Jerk
Wanker
Banker
Oct. 21, 2022
For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
My nephew
has severe autism
He has a tough time in
this world
I've taught him to sing snatches
of Nat Kind Cole's "NatureBoy" and the
Lemon Piper's "Green Tambourine"
We all love this kid
It would break his mother's heart
If he wound up in a group home
So have a kind thought
for Gabriel
"We must love one another or die"
To the child autism it is like being in this very deep well. You scream to be let out but no one can hear you. Your alone and so frustrated that no one can hear you
So lonely, so dark
Love is the light. Shine on the child brightly
For when he emerges from that well. That child of autism will become a beautiful flower. From a caterpillar to a butterfly
She smiles and laughs with delight
When daddy squeezes her so tight
Excitement glows upon her face
Expressing pleasure at his embrace
This world is her happy place
Joyous enthusiasm she doesn't lack
Autism doesn't hold her back
Zany antics but words are few
Zeal for exploring all that's new
You are the light we wish for you
April 20, 2021
To my amazing granddaughter with love.
Maximillian lives in his own universe
beyond the stretch or reach of others
his family recognizes his magic-ness
others attempt to fix him
to change him
to un-Max him
His family will not allow it
Autism is a gift
it makes him unique
makes him more theirs
they chase off the ignorant
Encouraging Maximillian to live his truth
on his pink moon
in his own cosmos
where God placed him
The compulsive
Autism in the like of Julian Assange
And Greta Thunberg is a force for the good
Their passion can for them be tragic
they go to any length to follow the truth.
I had a tailless female dog, circled to find
the tail, till she got dizzy.
Obsessive people can be tiresome, have
great courage and suffer for their beliefs.
Heroes are for the quest for honesty.
We should be grateful.
You made me
Think I wasn't smart enough
To do anything for myself.
I wasn't smart enough to learn anything.
Cause I had autism.
So I believed you and
Never believed in myself.
Never tried to fight for
What I wanted.
Are believed I
Could achieve anything in my life.
Snakes whispering in my ear
Always reminding me
I'm not good enough
Or smart enough.
I finally found some one
Who believes in me.
He is the rock destroyer pow pow pow
A nine-year-old who has autism is in my office doing commercials
They fly out of his mouth at an incredible rate
You sound like a commercial I tell him
He does not react to this; but his banter does not slow down
It does not speed up either; he is his own person.
I am fascinated, listening and admiring his mimicking skills
He sounds like every TV commercial I have ever heard