the circus is in town, what do you see?
as i look out at you, and you look in at me'
do you see me as a large, roaring captive toy
or do you look into my eyes, just know pain, no joy.
do you giggle and point as you mill around my cage
in my terror annoint as i seethe in rage.
do you not understand that my roar is a shout:
open up the cage door and let me out
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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.