Monday, April 19, 2010


when a person of goodness
leaves this earth to die,
those left who withstood this,
some are quiet. some cry.
some go about daily living,
others sit lonely and still,
some are not as forgiving,
feeling like they were
force fed a bitter pill.
the memories that linger,
some troublesome, some not,
death has quite a long stinger,
beyond the burial plot.

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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.