Tuesday, April 13, 2010

walked

the street i walked was littered with hopes
dreams so shattered, dangling from ropes
feelings i wasted on the underserving
moments on my heart pasted, by those
so self serving.
corners once sharp now dulled with pain
an angels harp cannot pierce this rain
no direction no where to go
dark introspection
is all i know

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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.