She wanted to stay,
so he watches from the pier and sits
on the weathered bench while she would play.
He was scared out of his wits,
and worried. This recurring pattern fits.
It’s like some macabre dark comedy.

Along the shoreline she flits,
oblivious to the scope of her tragedy,
in which she is ensnared. He keeps his eye
on her, his darling girl: beautiful, “smart”,
Autistic… sometimes he just wants to cry.
Those are the times it truly breaks his heart.

She studies the gulls to mimic their raucous moan,
and then she’d smile her smile that could melt stone.

© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016

dVerse Poets Pub – Meeting the Bar: Bouts-Rimés revisted

Use these words in order as end rhymes: stay, sits, play, wits, fits, comedy, flits, tragedy, eye, smart, cry, heart, moan, stone.


15 thoughts on “SHORELINE SAVANT

  1. An excellent write. The final couplet is so descriptive of what autism can be….
    Wonderfully done indeed. So glad you wrote a second…this is one I hope many will read.

  2. SMiLes.. noW..
    WeLL.. technicAlly
    speaKing.. i’m on
    the Autism
    too.. and sure..
    never discount
    the child who does
    not speak unTill 4..
    breWing inside
    be an
    of 11 mIllion
    words.. 46 years
    later.. absorb.. soak iT up..
    recycle and spiT iT aLL out..
    of Truth
    and liGht..
    bY eYes
    that see more than most..
    beyond vision or hEarRinG..
    Minds and bodies who thInk..
    sPeak.. different
    may not
    but knoWing
    and tHe FeeLinG
    iS iN thE.. REaL..;)

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