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| Poet. | |||||||||||||||||||
| OK OK I'll never be Rumi. But when I see beauty, when I feel love, sometimes I get inspired to write about it. And sometimes it comes out as poetry. (Sorry, mom, it doesn't rhyme very often). | |||||||||||||||||||
| Crescendo - a story of my life. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Spring Blossom - opening the rose with love. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Mourning the Sun - sometimes beauty comes in the form of sadness... | |||||||||||||||||||
| She is The Storm -- required reading about the Divine Feminine | |||||||||||||||||||
| The Party - Holy Valentines Day, Batman! (thank you, Julie!) | |||||||||||||||||||
| Desire and Honor - a new perspective on women | |||||||||||||||||||
| Letting Go - Mom will like this one, it rhymes! | |||||||||||||||||||
| Daybreak - The perfect morning after the perfect party (thanks, Jack!) | |||||||||||||||||||
| Sleeping Alone - tomorrow will be a better day. | |||||||||||||||||||
| One More Day - ditto (for Gerry) | |||||||||||||||||||
| Oh yeah, and then there's that piece about love that came through me in January 2004... sorry, poetry fans... Chingimawa | |||||||||||||||||||