If you follow my blog you will know my family lives in Vancouver, Canada – and it may appear that we are removed from what happens with bills and acts and legislation in the US – but the reality is – we are very much affected. Sometimes a struggle, like the fight for human rights and social justice, must by necessity transcend borders. This is one of those times. I wrote this poem for H and others…
Liquid Man
15
I see you perched on the edge
A balanced droplet
Reflecting back the whole world
Defying gravity
Rocking softly
Regrouping
With gently swayed rhythm
Considering
Owning your body’s movements
Choosing curled still solitude
23
I see you sliding down a wall
The edge that keeps you
Gives solace
Defining your space
You say awkward
Some might accuse: flop
(they know not)
I see ownership of liquid beauty
You puddle on the floor
Relaxed fails as a descriptor
Your words are spinning
Weaving thoughts
Spinning
And I can hardly keep up
But the vision of your
Wall water self
Exploring concrete edges
That anchor
As your thoughts
go to places far and wide
The naturalness
The beauty in the authentic
The message in that move
Is nourishment
Joy
52
I see you reflected
And reflecting
And dazzling
Water in water
Connections
Ripples felt as you move
Flowing
Seamless
Sound and movement amplified
Emotions intensified
The Butterfly Effect
Transformative
Connected in the wake
Or the wave
The pebble in the pond
Affecting one other
We pool
Liquid
Reflected
Movement
15, 23, 52
I see the silent power of your liquid ways
Refusal to be contained
Stuffed down
Boxed in
Shaking off shame’s plea for a discrete mopping
Water protests, in all its liquid forms:
Drops, tears, puddles, pools, and oceans wide
To combat the stream is folly
It is to miss the moment of perfect stillness
Where the whole world is reflected
That convex bead
Tenuous balance held forever
In the present tense of poetry
Defiant
Destined to be triumphant
This is the power of persistence…
Rail against the rock
And honour yourself in all your watery forms
Leah Kelley, March 10, 2014
This post is part of the #StopCombatingMe Flashblog scheduled for March 18, 2014. Please visit this site to find out about submissions and to view other participating posts.
You can find more information about this action and tell Congress to reform the Combating Autism Act or to let it expire. Sign the petition and learn more here: http://action.autisticadvocacy.org/p/dia/action3/common/public/?action_KEY=10412
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30 Days of Autism is a project designed to fight stigma, promote civil rights, and increase understanding and acceptance for those who process and experience the world differently.
© Leah Kelley, Thirty Days of Autism (2014)
autism is a candle ,bringing hope, fresh ideas,joy into the darkness of our world.it should be treasured, not snuffed out.my grandson,4,my eyes make things look beautiful.
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((Patricia)) Thank you…
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Gorgeous!
“…water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
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Ah…Thank you, Natalia. Margaret Atwood Yes! ♥ That is lovely. That is perfect!
I was thinking of this as I was writing:
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