Friday, March 31, 2006

why does life have to be such pain

over and over and over again

after every battle i  have fought

the wrath of cerberus

upon me wrought

every aching twisting turn

the scorching fire

endless burn

smoldering as a dying ash

every hope upon me dashed

the word of hope constabulary

in another's  life





Friday, March 3, 2006

the window

the air was cold

but she felt warm

feelings buzzed inside her

like a swarm 

she revelled in the felicity

of this self-generated




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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings