I have found myself in foreign territory. As if I floated to its shore off some far sea. The land is harsh and unforgiving, the skies stay dark at day. The air is thick and breaths are shallow, the sand is damp and cold underfoot. I do not see the sun. I know its presence hangs above, yet visible it is not.
A metaphor for where I am, or perhaps for where I am going. I feel alone. As if I’ve lost my compass and the tour director has gone home for the day.
About Me
- Meg V
- American Fork, Utah, United States
- Who am I? I am a woman passionate, passionate about the treatment of our earth, passionate about the treatment of all things living, passionate about our handling of the human spirit. I am a woman struggling to find peace in the unpredictability of life. I am a woman who loves good music, good food, and great art. I am a woman who feels sexy in red heels. I am a woman no longer surprised by ignorance, but angered by its hate. I am a woman turned on by a good book. I am a woman who would like to give the world one gift – tolerance.
"So which one are we taking home, the Van Gogh or Gaugin?"
You poetry is beautiful...even though it stems from such pain. We need to hang out! Member how we were going to watch a movie? I think that didn't happen because of me...let me know when you're free! LOVES!!
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