To be
the light
upon the leaf
pollen in the air
cat paws in the dirt
wind caressing cheeks
separation anxiety
from self
I take in
light, by cones & retina
atmosphere inhale and ex
my cheek, caresses the wind
constant struggle
containment in body
always a tight fit
A.S.
05/31/09
Poetry, spoken word, maybe even general musings about my life or my observations about the world and beyond. I find that when I write a poem a day it's like therapy for my soul. Being a performance artist and a lone wolf, it's nice to know someone out there reads them, makes me feel acknowledged, maybe it even touches you and makes you think.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
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