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riding out tomorrow

without prejudice

of age or intuition

as if beaches still can call

with thunderous ocean waves

powerful roughing up my shore

taking them as they comes

riding thru the foam

lifting and projecting

toward a thoughtful shore

clustered cling the starfish

living

moving

ripening

knowing little peace is left

savoring it

clutching it

to a questioning breast

the need to still give succor

knowing the milk is weak

with a long lifes conflagration

only memories enrichment

will that be enough?

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CuddleFish June 27, 2010 @ 7:03 p.m.

Very touching, nan. Thank you for sharing.

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SDaniels June 29, 2010 @ 12:45 a.m.

Weak milk and ripening starfish...

Powerful sense of movement with the waves and spray, etc. What is it with your stuff, nan? I honestly have a hard time being emotionally affected by a lot of writing, and should try to get to the bottom of the whys and hows of this effect your writing invariably has. Perhaps it has something to do with your living what you feel, producing a sense of something truly authentic-- dunno...but it works ;)

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nan shartel June 29, 2010 @ 8:14 a.m.

thx dearest Suzanne

my poetry is honest...and in it i'm often portrayed as hanging delicately in thin air ...careful not to fall..but with little or no tether there

that take a deep quiet breath and step...

out into thin air

once again thx for dropping by

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nan shartel July 1, 2010 @ 3:22 p.m.

mustn't we all live authentically??

especially writers

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