Poem 1 from Sarah Ann

ASD Brain Melt
One more schedule change.
I double dog dare you.
Jump off that ledge with me
plumet to the depths of my sanity
into a pool of no and stop and
where is my weighted blanket...

Sarah Anne

The narrator shares feelings in a powerful way. 

 I get a bit lost with line endings.  It seems like the narrator is having a conversation with another, but it could be internal narrative.  Fun.

Are there enough sensory details in the poem to alert ASD connections?

Welcome and thanks for sharing 

Todd

I like the shortness of it and the last line!  

Our goal at Last Friday is to help the poet with their poem.  We will see options, but remember, it is your poem.  You do with it as you will.  We are just happy to get to read it.

I would like to see your title spell out Autism Spectrum Disorder.  I'm afraid you'll lose people if you do not spell it out.  It use to be just Autism, and they changed to this about 10 yrs ago.  It could be misunderstood and guessed at if you go with the letters.  My experience is that many will misguess and not look it up....  

You are jumping around in the poem.  JUST like the brain does for the autistic when they are sooo tired!  Great... you are showing us! 

"plummet to the depths of my sanity" shows how brilliant the autistic can be. Love it!  (Check spelling of plummet?) 

My granddaughter is autistic.  She zones out for a few seconds sometimes.  She always has.  And she loses the connection with people.  And she is an extrovert!  Maybe she is overwhelmed?  I understand it is common. Anyway, you might add a zoning-out line?  

I like the lack of punctuation. It fits. 

The last line is perfect.

Thank you for sharing, Sarah Anne. I look forward to more poems....

Sarah Anne, I hear the "at the end of my rope", the melt down feelings.
Good job.  
I also notice the third person talk: Jump, plummet, etc.  
I took all of this to be internal dialogue??? 

Feel free to send us a poem for September.