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Array ( [sid] => 12654 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Two Thinking Thoughts [time] => 2003-02-15 05:00:00 [hometext] => The scary parts of autism
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [bodytext] => Where do they go, those words that hold his thoughts,
do they slip out of sight as he hurries to express them,
subtracted in an instant, lost in time,
lurking somewhere between the dawn and dusk,
his 'was to be' thought vanished,
as he stood, eyes glaring at me,
his mind forgot what his "to be", exactly was,
intombed by an unknown force,
and his brain remains limbo,
for what has not returned,
releasing not one spontaneous utter,
we made a box today,
a thinking box,
of cardboard and crayons,
with many words we exchange,
where other lost thoughts, once paced time,
"somewhere out there in the cosmo,
there's an important thought that lingers",
two thinking thoughts are better then one,
so we went into thought together,
forcing our entry, in time,
my son and I,
I hold him, he holds me,
retracing the path that brought him before me,
together we'll find it,
the hidden thought in the dark tomb,
I know its there,
in distant space,
we do this pattern often,
searching for the "has been thought",
waiting for a return,
its a part of autism, that strains the mind,
a shelter so hard to understand,
somewhere it is, slipping through time,
lying there alone,
my heart drip tears inside,
unknown to him,
these stages come and go,
where words are placed, in an empty shaft,
then he looked at me,
he remembered,
after endless hours faded away,
his thought reappeared,
never knowing we could bring it back,
but we did, together,
his 'has been" is now "to be"!
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Two Thinking Thoughts

Contributed by Valerie_Pearson on Saturday, 15th February 2003 @ 05:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems

Where do they go, those words that hold his thoughts,
do they slip out of sight as he hurries to express them,
subtracted in an instant, lost in time,
lurking somewhere between the dawn and dusk,
his 'was to be' thought vanished,
as he stood, eyes glaring at me,
his mind forgot what his "to be", exactly was,
intombed by an unknown force,
and his brain remains limbo,
for what has not returned,
releasing not one spontaneous utter,
we made a box today,
a thinking box,
of cardboard and crayons,
with many words we exchange,
where other lost thoughts, once paced time,
"somewhere out there in the cosmo,
there's an important thought that lingers",
two thinking thoughts are better then one,
so we went into thought together,
forcing our entry, in time,
my son and I,
I hold him, he holds me,
retracing the path that brought him before me,
together we'll find it,
the hidden thought in the dark tomb,
I know its there,
in distant space,
we do this pattern often,
searching for the "has been thought",
waiting for a return,
its a part of autism, that strains the mind,
a shelter so hard to understand,
somewhere it is, slipping through time,
lying there alone,
my heart drip tears inside,
unknown to him,
these stages come and go,
where words are placed, in an empty shaft,
then he looked at me,
he remembered,
after endless hours faded away,
his thought reappeared,
never knowing we could bring it back,
but we did, together,
his 'has been" is now "to be"!

Copyright © Valerie_Pearson ... [ 2003-02-15 05:00:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Two Thinking Thoughts (User Rating: 1 )
by riverofwords on Saturday, 15th February 2003 @ 08:37:56 AM AEST
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what a very tough topic to write about
and you did so beautifully
with love compassion and above all hope
as a parent ..the love and caring shines through i hope,ni i know your words gives hope and comfort to others
awesome ..awesome awesome
thank you so much for sharing a personal
and beautiful poem

peace be your journey
Terry

Re: Two Thinking Thoughts (User Rating: 1 )
by LadyDama on Saturday, 15th February 2003 @ 01:43:17 PM AEST
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this poem is so amazing... you have a way of writing that stirs emotion in myself, as i think you do with many others... precious and full of trials and triumphs of your life and your yesteryears... to captured a moment in time spent with your son this beautifully is truly a gift to any who reads...

Re: Two Thinking Thoughts (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Sunday, 16th February 2003 @ 07:23:16 AM AEST
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Val, It's not enough to be in contact with autism you have to be able to describe what it means to live with it. All that !.......you achieve in a"moment" where others (academics) might spend a lifetime and fail.

I had no idea what it entailed. It was totally outside my experience. If I'm honest I can't say thank you for showing me because the coward in me would rather not have known.

But I have changed recently (since we "met" ) and see that when you have to face a tragedy
with your courage and love it ceases to be ..........and for that understanding I thank you

Re: Two Thinking Thoughts (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Friday, 21st February 2003 @ 01:36:42 AM AEST
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So very sad. You write about a little understood topic and weave it into an absolute gem of a poem. Wow... amazing

Bobo (Joel)

Re: Two Thinking Thoughts (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 11th March 2003 @ 06:50:50 PM AEST
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you two are so close, i love how you work together, this autism is a scary thing but your love for each other has made it a thing of beauty, as always i have tears in my eyes and huggs and love for you and nathan, ever nessa x

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