Friday, September 26, 2008

she struggled as the little girl inside her wriggled

she was never carefree, never giggled

a childhood filled with isolation

followed by adolescent dissipation

wanting to be her as she never was

more than what she did not, or what she now does

staring at the hour glass and the sand

cannot turn it over  with her own hand

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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