Two Poems by Sydney Edmond

In my head is a long-winded melody,
It playfully wafts through my mind,
Winding it's way along pathways
Searching for what it might find.

It may spark a long-ago memory,
And dance upon peals of laughter,
Stopping to dry a falling tear,
And each memory that came after.

Wanting to dance, to spin and to prance,
I pray that the tune will prompt movement,
I readily try lift my arms to the sky,
And to force my poor feet off the pavement.

Wanting the tune, a bright balloon,
To set my body soaring,
To lift on high, my wings to fly,
And let my all be adoring.
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The Ocean in Winter

As I linger on a thought
looking out to sea,
I wonder if a little bit
the sea remembers me.

We wallowed in the Summer,
We walked in Spring and Fall.
Winter's here, and I fear,
It knows me not at all.

It wails upon the shore,
eating up the sand,
angry, loud, and thrashing,
making its demand.

"Walk with fear!" it rumbles.
"Step with loads of care,
or else I'm apt to pull you in
and long you'll linger there.

Teaming waves will tear at you,
some will hold you down,
laughing at your thrashing
until you're surely drowned."

Is this the sea who played with me
beneath a sky of blue;
that tickled at my toes
and lapped my ankles, too?

What is it makes this happen?
I want to understand.
Want my sea that sings to me
to come and take my hand.

And so I'll wait as patient
as the birds up in the sky
for warm sunny days,
and a sea that plays,
to return.

In addition to writing poetry, Sydney has had articles published in The Autism Perspective magazine, and has given several conference presentations. To read more of her poetry or to purchase her book, The Purple Tree and Other Poems, visit Aut2Communicate.com.