Tuesday, April 6, 2010

i went on a voyage
not of my own choosing
the seas were so rough
my body tired from bruising
the waves dashed me against
ice floes firey and cold
is this recompense
for not doing what i was told?
my arms flailed in terror
energy spent to no avail
one wrong turn, an error
the boat will no longer sail?

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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.