Saturday, August 27, 2022

Ought um

 i walked the earth, and felt the grass, as the winds tried hard to pass. the sun was warm, the sky a light blue, bees in a swarm, as if they knew, a season yearned for soon to be gone, as fallen leaves will be walked upon. the summer starts to enter her sleep, as winters cold will slowly creep.


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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.