MY WORDS a poem by (me!) sandra, tvgp
ORIGINAL POST 06/26/2010:** **
my words
FREE
FALL
FROM THE EDGE
OF MY
M
I
N
D
~~ into ~~
the 8th ocean of memories, hopes and dreams.
my words
swim write around the clown fish, write over the sharks
and see clearly the life raft in the distance
they know
~ my ~ words ~ they ~ know ~ the ~ way ~
my arms, my fingers never tire
my mind turns work to play
i free fell from the edge into the 8th ocean
of memories, hopes and dreams
swam blind-folded -write past that life raft
and wrote my own way
to land.
around the clown fish and over the sharks
i wrote my own way to land.
posted by SHE @ 7:41 PM
2 Comments:
What a joy reading this, bbf! Gorgeous imagery and rhythm. And the 8th ocean--what a concept. How many of us have oceans we do not acknowledge?
kmg/bbf: "thank you!" -and i have next week set aside for blog rounds
look forward to catching up on you
love, ~s.
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