to you
by jsenn
I am
centered
at the bottom of the ocean
washed by sea and sand and time
a servant of the elements
rust worn by the motion of life.
Was there ever another way
to live this song we sing?
We land where we fall
we grow where we're planted
we cherish, we love, we grab the brass ring.
Joy Senn
2/2002















Comments
good stuff.
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You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
Ray Bradbury
and the flow.... "a servant of the elements" is a fantastic line
if sea=art, sand=words, you are centred very gracefully my dear topaz sister. while i'm thinking my thoughts i watch you turn the splinters (rust) into shimmering light. that's why the ocean glitters, day or night.~
what i can say great words deep as always
Then I was going to leave a thoughtful comment on the entirety of the poem, its essence and purpose, its beauty..
And that leaves me here. Speechless.
(You always do this
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..::[dspayre]::..
. [ a l w a y s ] . ( w i l l ) / [ n e v e r ] . ( e n d ) .
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~MD~ [link]
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Very nice
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Some days you are the bug, some days you are the windshield.
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