If I could I would transform my body into a sailboat large enough to transport enslaved humans to a place where they can be free If I could I would transform my limbs into a sturdy mast my hair into wind-worthy sails my back into a protective keel my hands into a reliable helm my …
Tag: awareness
Contained in a Frame
Captured and contained in this frame, are delicate petals, crowning thorny stems, set against a shadowy tree-laced sky. At first glance, I saw the natural beauty for what it is: magnificence. Eyes full of wonder, I startled a bird with my audible sigh. Despite my praising of nature’s perfection, shortsighted was my thinking, for the …
Shedding Skin (art, poem, & music)
A mere mention of you makes some shiver, shudder, and shake. Ssssssssssnnnnaaaaaaaake is your common name, yet you’ve been called many other things. A hisssssss, real or imaginary, can cause skin to crawl and feet to sprint as you slide serpentine over gravel low and through trees tall. Slithering into nightmares and phobias – a …
Sidewalk Conversations (audio poems)
Last week’s post, a poetic story of a lady who learned to embrace admiration, was (mostly) fictional. In this post, I share two true tales of conversations I had with two men, separated by ten years and over 100 miles. Both conversations were brief, but each taught me the value of being aware, of listening, …