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My Poem of the Day

July 28, 2014

Tornado

This morning when I woke up

The sky was bright and cheery

As the moments passed

I heard the winds talking

Gathering up their strength

The sun ran for cover

The sky turned a mystical gray

There was a stillness in the air

Suddenly there was a chill to the air

Things outdoors started to toss about

The rain poured down forcefully

Trees ripped from the ground flying about like lost umbrellas

Landing on houses and cars

Houses are obliterated in seconds

People run for shelter unknowing of their fate

Screams of voices without faces

I close my eyes tightly and cover my ears

My hearts pounding

My bodies shaking

I’m counting the seconds that might be my last

As I start to pray

The warmth of the sun starts to heat upon my face

There’s no longer the sound of the beating wind

Things no longer fly about the sky

I’m sad to say things no longer look the same

Once I bravely open my eyes

Some houses made it

Houses no longer have an address

Houses that are now just a shell

Trees lay flung about like scattered bricks

An oil tanker sits in the river like a soggy pillow

So much lost

Not much will ever be the same

Another clean-up starts

Send your prayers for miracles

and helping hands

Maybe together

We can all begin again

Bye hungry Tornado

Sorry you felt the need to come our way


Copyright 2014 Tornado©

By Felina Silver Robinson


The Voice of Autism:

My Topsy Turvy Life

I wish for two days in a row that didn’t always start at one extreme and end at another

I’m happy

I’m sad

I’m mad

I’m nice

It’s not my fault

Some people just can’t be nice to me

Don’t they understand that I have feelings just like they do?

When they say something mean to me

It seems to hurt more

Like they just really want to see me cry

I don’t like crying

I don’t think anyone does

It makes me think of all the other bad times I’ve had

I want to think about all the good times

Don’t get me wrong

I have lots of happy thoughts

About

The time I spend with my family

When we go places

When we sit and watch funny things on TV

When I get to help bake

Or help in the garden

I love when we travel

My life is so topsy-turvy

Sometimes good

Sometimes bad

I wish I could read everyone’s minds

So I could really understand why they need to pick on me

I wish I could make people see that it’s not right to hurt anyone

I wish I could make people live like I do

And Maybe

They would never be mean to me or anyone else again

I wonder if their lives are topsy-turvy

And if that is why

They are so mean to me

I wish they knew that it would just be better to be my friend

I know then

My life wouldn’t be so topsy-turvy

Copyright 2014

The Voice of Autism:

My Topsy Turvy Life©

Felina Silver Robinson


Oh, the peace I still find in my garden

I wake in the morning to gaze upon my garden

The peace I’ve always felt still remains

No matter the pain from what ails me

A glance at my garden soothes me

I think of all I’ve done and what still needs to be done

My tosses about plans and ideas

There’s such an excitement that comes with each thought

Sometimes tattered and torn from the harsh cold winter

Sometimes wilting from the heat of the sun

But when all is right and the sun isn’t choking the life out of my flowers

What you see in my garden brings a certain calmness

A peace and serenity that is desired by all

It’s the way I like to both start and end my day

Oh, how I just love the peace found in my garden

Copyright 2014 Oh, the peace I still find in my garden© Felina Silver Robinson


There’s A Nightmare Under My Pillow

When you lay your head down to sleep

You close your eyes

And

There’s a smile on your face

As you head off to dream land

But under my pillow I’m not so lucky

Because every time I lay my head down

I close my eyes

And try as hard as I can

To head off to my dream land

But there are no sweet dreams for me

Because, There’s a nightmare under my pillow

And it won’t go away

I turn right

I turn left

I move up

I move down

I open my eyes

I close my eyes

It doesn’t seem to matter

My nightmare is there when I close my eyes

It’s there when I open them

And Now I dread the night-time

Because I know it’s never going to get any better

My Nightmare must be a punishment

For what, I don’t know

I know I have to spend some time

Working it out or I’ll never be able

to lay my head upon my pillow

Close my eyes

and

Sleep

Oh how I long to visit my long-lost dream land

Maybe it’s just my pillow

Next time

Maybe, I’ll just borrow yours

Copyright 2014 There’s A Nightmare Under My Pillow© Felina Silver Robinson


My ThrowBack Thursday

Poem of the Day

(07/24/14)

A Family through and through

The kids and Nicole - memories 07-24-14

Mommy,

Auntie

Oldest Daughter – First Generation

Middle Child (Daughter) – First Generation

Only Son – First Generation

Oldest Daughter (Twin) – Second Generation

Middle Daughter (Twin) – Second Generation

Youngest Daughter – Second Generation


There once was a young woman

Single as could be

She met a man she loved who gave her the gift of a daughter

One day he was there and one day he wasn’t

But she was still there tending to their daughter

with the help of her youngest sister who was proud to be an Auntie

The years pass and the woman marries

When happy no more she left the place she called home

Painting her new home she falls to the floor from fainting

A trip to the doctor tells her she’s to again be a proud mother

and then came the gift of another daughter

what a beautiful gift

Alone in a strange place

They had now become the three amigos

Sad and lonely she returns home to the town she will forever love

More years pass she finds love again

She marries and is given the gift of a child

This time she would bear her only son

Sadly two years later her husband passes

She’s alone again naturally

But she’s not truly alone

She has three beautiful children

She wonders if she’ll ever find love again

One day she finds herself a trucker

and once again she marries

Having tied her tubes years ago

She thinks she will never have the gift of children again

Someone else lets her know she’s yet a mother again

To her shock she finds she’s having twins

and low and behold she has more daughters as cute as can be

and after two more years she has her last gift and it’s again a daughter

She ties her tubes one last time

and her tree is complete

But sadly her marriage again fell victim and she and her tree of children were on their own again, naturally

Of course she wasn’t meant to be alone

But who was out there? Would she ever truly find her forever love?

One day at play in the park with her kids

The love of her life stops by

She dreamed of him as a little girl

Delivered newspapers to his family home

But years passed and they were never free at the same time

And now they were both free

And what was truly meant to be

Could begin

And she finally found her forever love and they married

Now they are

A Family through and through

Happily blended ever after

Copyright 2014 A Family through and through© Felina Silver Robinson


The calm of the Summer night

a thickness to the air

with a hint of a struggling breeze

the airy blue night sky with twinkling stars so bright

it gives me pause to wonder

if the twinkles are the hearts of all the souls lost

or the hopes of all the dreamers

I sit and spill out my own hopes and dreams

to a sky that may have no answers

to a sky that has no voice

but its warmth and friendliness makes

you think of it as an old friend

One that you have as your confidant

No worries that it will tell your secrets

or judge you when it doesn’t like what it hears

With every twinkle comes

the feel of acceptance and a sign of hope for things to come

I look forward to my old friend

The calm of the summer night

Copyright 2014 The calm of the summer night© Felina Silver Robinson


My Eyes and Ears Are Open

I’ve seen what you wanted me to see

I’ve made the changes you asked me to make

I listen to what you are saying

But somehow I’m still lost

I still can’t seem to please you

There is never any peace

I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t

I watch your every step

I’m sure to clear your path

I listen to all you say

So you never have to repeat your words

I bring you your slippers when you walk through the door

Your drink sits beside your favorite chair

Your remote lays by your side

I serve your dinner

and go on my way

Back to my book of promises

and dreams of the future

That seems a lifetime away

You have your dreams

and I have mine

They no longer seem to be one in the same

My eyes are open and I’ve watched you changing

My ears can hear you and I’ve heard your disappointment

So now I know that I must be on my way

On my way to better things

If only it could have been with you

than without you

If only your eyes had been wide open

And you had heard me speak

Copyright 2014 My Eyes and Ears Are Open© Felina Silver Robinson


Idols

When I was young I didn’t have much

Not because we were poor

Because we weren’t

Not because no one cared

Because everyone did

It was because my parents wanted to teach me

That there are many more among us that truly have nothing

We have each other

We have our neighbors

We have our church

We have our memories

We have all that we need

When I was young

My idols could be found on TV

My idols were my neighbors

My idols were my friends

My idols were my family

Now many of them have passed

The shows have come and gone

My friends have moved away

And my family, those that remain

are mostly scattered about

So my idols are now my children and my husband and the family that remains

My idols are

The children of the world that will sculpt our future

Those who are hard at work

Those that are surviving

Those who are waiting to be noticed

Those who are waiting for help

Those who are fighting for their lives

Idols come in all shapes and sizes

Idols come

And

Idols go

But we must go on living

Little do you know

You too are someones Idol

Copyright 2014 Idols© Felina Silver Robinson


The Voice of Autism Through a Mothers Eyes:

Finally, A place to feel I belong

My Poem of the Day

(07/19/14)

The Start of Summer School

In a new place

With all different types of people

But more like me

Some could walk

Some had wheelchairs

Some had trouble speaking

Some had trouble paying attention

Some just wanted to leave

But we all found that there was

No more

being teased

No more

being poked

No more

being dared to do bad things

And no more

having our lunches stolen

It was scary seeing classmates that were different from me

But I know that

Everyone learns differently and has

different abilities

different strengths

different weaknesses

But in the end we all learn the same way

We have the same fears

We all want to be liked

And we’re all here to learn

Now my eyes are wide open

And

I find interest in more things

And

Have made new friends

No one makes me feel bad about who I am

No one makes me cry every day

I smile when I walk in the room

And

I smile when I leave the room

I’m the happiest that I can be

Thanks for setting me free

And

For letting me just be me

Copyright 2014 Finally, A place to feel I belong© Felina Silver Robinson


Extinction

My bones

My skin

My face

My head

My heart

My inner self

My outer self

My body

My Mind

It all belongs to me

It’s all a part of me

It all makes me whole

It all makes me empty

It all makes me happy

It all makes me sad

It all makes me think

It all helps me decide

My thoughts are mixed

My thoughts are uncertain

Sometimes they make me go back to the beginning

So I then can become certain

Certain of my beginning

Certain of my task

Certain of my foes

Certain of my allies

With all in place I’m ready, set, go…

Out into the world

With all that I have

All that I know

And all I intend to do

Look out world because I’ve begun

To turn to you and set you straight

The time has come to change this place

This place we call our home

Times are changing

Just like we do through the years

But now we must give this place

we call home a facelift

We must clean …

our air so we can breathe

We must clean ….

our water so we can drink

We must preserve …

what is good,

what is healthy

what is in danger

In danger of extinction

our birds

all of our food sources

our bodies

our selves

Give back to mother nature

All you have taken

Now she needs you as she has helped you

Help her before it becomes too late

We’re on a path

A path to extinction

Things can end faster than they began

Adam and Eve, Eve and Adam

No matter the name

No matter the forbidden fruit

Where there’s a beginning

There’s always and ending

We can only extend the time before our extinction

So make your choices

Choices control us

Choices change us

Choices lead us

Choices need us

Choices believe in us

Copyright 2014 Extinction© Felina Silver Robinson