Monday, June 21, 2010


stranded on a lonely beach
her family, her pod so
out of reach
water touching but
not enough
the sand is coarse
it feels so rough
some upright creatures
running toward her, fast
she does not know how long
that she can last
will these chattering humans
make her better or worse
she waits, hoping this beach
will not become a hearse
the noises grow soft
her soul
carried aloft

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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.