In words we say it
in pictures we take it
and in our blogs
we mold and make it
Fifteen hundred blogs are gone
fifteen hundred more beyond
what they’ll say
or what they spawn
A statement made
(to rest) a character laid
the things we do
with poem and spade
So gather more
we’ll gather less
pen fifteen hundred?
please be my guest
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This drop in the bucket blog of over 1500 poems. (many more still archived other for publishing sent on)
In Andrew’s World
What is there in the rain
a drop of H2O
maybe a lesson in science
a place for your mind to go
It comes from the clouds you see
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a mystery within a mist
returning to earth’s soft floor
all just part of a cycle
pieces of info to store
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In Andrew’s world the rain has life
there’s color, action and more
it’s big its small its filled with light
swims in rivers and streams
things that float things that fly
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Why just some of the things he sees
enjoying this gift from the sky
Andrew’s mind lives in the drop
looking from below and from up high
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so much he sees because he believes
he goes far beyond where our mind stops
coming together with those from afar
there is much in this world of his drops
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I listen for the plops
and strain for Andrew’s view
it opens my mind to something unseen
reserved for the few
what a fabulous place to believe
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~Children like Andrew who are autistic often see beyond the restricted point where many see.
Their minds tend to blossom and adventure beyond the outer reaches of the unknown.
penned in moon dust 