I was trying to write a poem for YAAD for AIR, but this came instead...
Breathe flowing out
Watch the wind play with the hair on her neck
She looks so free
She looks so easy
But the storm clouds are gathering
Face change
Sharp
Bitter
Mind matters turning over
Brisk
Light
Her intellect tells her one thing
Her emotions tells her one thing
Her heart full
Her mind bursting
Watch the face change
Calm comes
Calm before the storm?
Calm after the storm?
Breathe flowing out
Friday, January 9, 2009
Poem
Posted by Jewell at 2:12 PM
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3 reflections:
I'm loving this! xx
thank you
Hello my dear,
I am very sorry but I will not be coming tomorrow night to your party.
I am not well, still, and I feel and look like shit - (that reminds me...read my blog about the 'shit story")
I am really not travelling well and would only be a depressing sorry old hag at your lovely affair tomorrow.
Please forgive me - I will catch up with you soon and deliver a pressie for sure.
Love and kisses and have a great ball of fun tomorrow night!
Love and hugs,
Renata.
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