Saturday, October 11, 2014

she ran to rhyme

she ran to rhyme
to order the disorder.
disrupt the chaos
with the music
of words.
to make sense out
of that which
defined comprehension
a balm to a spirit,
stifled and smothered by
tensions and suspensions.
each letter she typed
every word she formed
a note in cacophonous
symphony.
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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