And I sat in my beach chair and wondered. What about that ending of the Awakening? What if I were to simply walk into the sea? Just breathe in the salt and cease to be?
And then one of the sticky things that calls me mommy said "Mommy?"
And it was with a heavy heart that I realized I would never be free... to walk into the sea.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
My Vacation
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Sublime
Oh those sticky things...
Hauntingly done (again)
I'm dying to post a poem by Lucille Clifton and probably can't because of copyright, but I think you will love it-- "blessing the boats (at St. Mary's)" Hope you can find it.
found a link:
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16489
nice
Ahhh that heavy heart feeling - I know it well.
The sea, enough treasures hold, some jewels are land bound, meant to be.
Very nice! Dark and beautiful as always.
Just remember... those sticky things won't be sticky forever! I am living in un-sticky bliss, though the older ones come with their own set of problems ;)
LOL -- just remembered I have to review The Awakening as I've decided to teach it in my AP Class this year!
How terribly sad! But brilliantly written..congrats!
I would often pull off to the side of a country road and gaze into the woods. I wanted so badly to just walk in there and disappear. But life called and I answered.
Pak Karamu reading and visiting your blogspot
Ah a short post, but very powerful. Maybe it's a good thing though not being free to disappear. We always want what we don't have, but some things we'd miss too much if they were gone.
dark but why is this luring me in!!! ^^
I have to say I love the combo of scary and sexy on the poster here.
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