Thursday, August 23, 2007

the eyes she sees when she looks at herself

have changed so much given inner wealth

with this love he gives her she has grown

and found a self shes never known

 

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

she cannot sleep

she watches him

the room is warm

the light is dim

 

 

Monday, August 6, 2007

as she sleeps he watches gently

with each breath so eloquently

if she is still or if she stirs

afraid to touch

lest she demurs

 

 

 

i sit in anticipation, trying to either desparetely squelch this anxiety or turn it tone into hope.  frightened, exhilarated....not knowing whether to stay with the positive groove,or shift into a mood more condusive to accepting disappointment.

 

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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson