Writing (poem)

  • The words they swish,
    They slosh and mix
    As images smashing
    Clashing, banging

    Through magic they flow
    Without knowing the how
    Through my fingers
    Onto a keyboard loud

    Forming
    Creating
    Producing
    So exhilarating

    Words that alone
    Have no true meaning,
    Yet together they are
    A beautiful story

    And that…
    Is my writing
    So freeing
    So wonderful.


    April 23rd, 2025 | Matty Angel | 1 Comment |

About The Author

Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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  • Renate 04.23.2025

    I was thinking, “Hey, what’s up with Matty.” I went to your website and saw no recent posts. Then I went to get a drink and there was an email telling about this post!

    I’m glad to see you hopping and slinging those words around. Take care.

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