Sunday, December 11, 2005

creases

sorting out the pieces

a life in folds and creases

everything surreal

noone knows how i feel

but do i

i wonder why

it all comes down to this

where did i err where did i fall

somewhere theres peace

maybe not at all

for me its running from the fear

of feeling like the only one here

little vignettes

empty scenes

is this all my life

really means

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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.