Some days I'm an artist.
Some days I'm a leaf.
Some days I'm just a girl with pockets full
of sand, sea-glass, and staggered words.
I'm a recurring dream-
never leaving, never resting, always
real.
That tiny yellow bird lost in thick branches-
home.
Tell me where tell me why tell me when
or watch the raindrops join the ocean.
(today, this makes much more sense
to me)
I'm a highly influenced architect
building myself a teepee.
You can join or you can watch.
August 22, 2009
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