Archive for November 2016

what we see and why

here is how it went down –
my 3.5 yr old daughter dakota
was diagnosed in september
with HFA – high functioning autism

i have been immersed in that world/reality since
learning – reading – asking questions
it’s all autism – all the time
for the newly diagnosed

as we try to grab onto
anything to keep us standing
the knowledge we r not alone
there r others living this too

when i saw the anti bullying video
that mentioned barron
it spoke to the symptoms many ASD kids have
it was educational and informational

these symptoms so many do not understand
– i thought – how amazing IF
IF
it is true

IF it is true – i tweeted from my heart
it would help so much with the autism epidemic

1 in 55 kids is an epidemic
donald and i agree on that
and not much else
i feel he is a clear and present danger

but this autism subject –
had nothing to do with donald
though i admit
he does trigger me in all ways –

i have no ill will for his children –
or any children –
and if u knew anything about me –
u would know that

donald does not have the power
to change the facts
to re write history
so speak true – stand tall

THE WORLD IS WATCHING

for those who felt me a horror
what can i say
humans we
try r very best and fail often

peace out
as we try to save democracy
from this madman
who thinks OUR country is his

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

Joni Mitchell

Turning and turning
Within the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer
Things fall apart
The center cannot hold
And a blood dimmed tide
Is loosed upon the world
Nothing is sacred
The ceremony sinks
Innocence is drowned
In anarchy
The best lack conviction
Given some time to think
And the worst are full of passion
Without mercy
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it’s the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
Its hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Hoping and hoping
As if by my weak faith
The spirit of this world
Would heal and rise
Vast are the shadows
That straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness
Troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion
It has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank
And pitiless as the sun
And it’s moving its slow thighs
Across the desert sands
Through dark indignant
Reeling falcons
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it’s the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
Its hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Raging and raging
It rises from the deep
Opening its eyes
After twenty centuries
Vexed to a nightmare
Out of a stony sleep
By a rocking cradle
By the Sea of Galilee
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it’s the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
Its hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born