the little girl sat eyes opened wide
aching from the pain inside
no more clenching her eyelids tight
wishing for love in the night
Friday, February 17, 2006
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- 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.
2 comments:
could you lighten up a bit? i.e. the pleasure inside could be the reason your eyes are wide open
yeah robster the only one who could get pleasure from my life would be a masochist
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