My Latest Poetry And....
August 14, 2017
Cake pops bring a boy such joy
I cannot hide under my desire.
Let's make our own but share with scouts
Cuz' of sugar, we'll never tire.
Boy finds new energy hidden deep
Within the sneaky pop,
With respect and adoration
I get to go, not stop.
Hop in my mouth, you succulent treat
I'll help you if you need it.
A more welcoming mouth you'll never meet,
But it's wanting me to feed it.
No, not with veggies, fruit or meat
I get enough of them.
It's treats like you who call me
My long-lost chocolate friend.
A bad rap you are given without nutrition,
But isn't joy and succulence just a different form of nutrition?
I get fed those things from you,
Let the green stuff handle the rest.
It's probably no big secret,
That I like you the best.
July 26, 2017
I made this vase on the pottery wheel
and roses are going crazy in our garden today!
July 24, 2017
View from the Top of the World
Mountain, Mountain at the top of the world
Take care of the climbers, please.
Invited or not they are called to you,
Their curiosity to appease.
They would not appear at your base camp unless
Your call to them was heard.
Your majesty they yearned for in their hearts,
Like God’s unwavering word.
How treacherous every foot step is
But happy is the snow,
Who gets to live forever there,
Unless its smushed by toes.
But if it is, it understands
Its purpose was to help,
The people need to fill their hearts
With beauty not with kelp.
How can we fathom the tallest one?
Just like we cannot see,
Everest expands out of our sight
Like God’s love for you and me.
July 7, 2017
What I painted in art today...
July 4, 2017
Bolinas Beach, California
Me at Bo Beach getting and giving some good vibes!
The Inside of Me
– Matteo Musso, April 5, 2017
The World Awakens To Autism
A problem still prevails.
Pursuing only science ideas will never tell the tales.
A lot’s been said about us, that simply isn’t true.
So I take it on, the challenge seen, I’ll try educating you.
What do you see as “normal?” How is it that life should be?
Should I be just like you? And you be just like me?
My mission is not just like yours and yours is not like mine.
So how then logically can you expect our lives to just align?
What if the brains locked in our heads, only worked one way?
We’d have a billion scientists but no music to hear or play.
If our bodies worked like robots, that’d be no good at all.
We’d have a million quarterbacks but no one to catch the ball.
Humanity was crafted carefully, assembled by a pro.
Our different skills and unique gifts are for the world to know.
Autistics are a unique group with more arriving daily.
Do you really think this is unplanned? If so, you might be crazy!
You learn so much about yourselves but only if you dare.
To stop the judging and conformity is a challenge beyond compare.
Which of you is strong enough to look inside yourselves,
Ask why it is that you insist we be like everyone else?
We’re full of love and accomplish things that deep within us lie.
Just cuz they do not shout to you or ask for your reply,
That doesn’t mean they don’t exist. We silently succeed.
To live our journeys on this earth, just love and faith (in us) we need.
So this year I implore you, to look beyond your sight.
We’re not specimens to study, from a science point of view.
We’re love and patience, healing and light,
Sent from God to you.
How does one measure love and teaching when it is disguised as autism?
– Matteo Musso April 3, 2017