Paul Moosberg Poems

MY Autism’s a world inside of my mind
LANGUAGE in image, picture in rhyme
SPEAKING the word to which I am blind
PICTURES of echo, sounds of mime
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Put up a splash of Christmas spirit
Put in a dash of love
Stir up the sounds ‘till you can hear it
Sing out to those you love
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Must I know what I write down
Meaningless or meaning found
Making poem, don’t know how
Must I know what I write down
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Fragrance of flowers, Soul mates in pair
Running with romance, Taking loves dare
Making the moments, Without despair
Smiles of sunshine, Blossoming air
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Pink’s pretty passion, Red’s re-revelries
Blue’s babbling brook, Green’s gracefully glee
Purple’s past presence, Orange's overseas
Yellow’s young yearning, your Love sets me free
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I say I'm not a poet, For like of which I know it,
Rhymes absurd in metered word,
Describing not a poet
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Social situations,
With ways that make me shake
Social inhibitions,
With ways of bringing ache
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I wake up in the night
From perceptions in my sight
Inventions and poems to be
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Autistic thoughts in person,
Can run a rue in haze
While autistic thoughted people,
Construct routine in days
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Sprinkles in reality
Holding loved ones near
Routines running rapidly
More than one can peer
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