Monday, June 6, 2011

the mystery of history

time spent together
when you were not there
sitting in silence
it is so difficult to fare
the long synapses
of time that was not you
the things that they saw
each other through
so there you sit
trying to run astray
wishing you could
go out and play
but those years those moments
are real and will not go away
as you inwardly saddened,
choose to stay

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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