Friday, May 31, 2013

eloquent narcissa

she stood alone,
refined and  tall.
in her self-perceived
grace, she
stood above it all.
never able to
connect to the trees
or other flowers.
too in love with her own
beauty and its transient power.
time passed, her petals, older
and withered.
she looked back at her lifetime,
from inside out, she shivered.
what she had missed,
as she bathed
in her own sad reflection,
now relegated to wishes,
regrets and
 her own misdirection.

                                            photo taken, not shaken...but very stirred.

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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