Buried Gifts

Fifty-seven years and I grieve Please turn back the clock Give me my reprieve By not listening you ruined my life And here I am at the end of days Sat on a rubbish heap for the lost In realisation that it is too late Gifts discarded to the four winds Potential held by regret … More Buried Gifts

Poised Dreams

Poised between life and death – too old to start again, not old enough for the pastures, I realise that I am close to the finish line with little evidence of my life or that I even existed. The sadness for me is overwhelming. What I craved and still do crave, was earning a living … More Poised Dreams

Authentic Wheels

“There are risks associated with being authentic. I choose to be authentic anyway.” Resilient Chameleon Inspired by these words, I ponder on my Autistic authenticity because my learning zone hasn’t fully uncovered all that hides behind my mask. Many Autistics unknowingly mask before diagnosis, some mask knowingly for self-protection. Years ago, I trained as a … More Authentic Wheels