Thursday, October 6, 2005

up

my heart pounded quickly

sounds muffled and deep

feeling quite prickly

unable to sleep

mind loudly racing

plagued by thoughts

of all kinds

no way to stop them

nor leave them

behind

tired beyond measure

yet the incline to steep

unable to find me

a way to go sleep

the night softly pattered

on my still wakened self

as morning approached

with its usual stealth

 

 

 

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock 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...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are 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.