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Eyes Glued on this Child
Catherine
perfect imperfections skipping strides skipping rocks my heart, skipping beats deceleration completes its vivid circle and again I sit on my observer’s roost in motionless moment-ness eyes glued on this child whose tininess overwhelms for... More »
Dry Sand Blows Forgetful
Catherine
take me where dry sand blows forgetful where the coolness of the earth meets that place of sun-graced verve forming membranes, named quite loosely tastes so forceful, flows and winds failing time, plugs on gamely... More »
Forward Motion
Catherine
beach bare feet sandy soles could feel the earth’s energy streaming, screaming from the ground saying simply “don’t deny me I’m everything gravity, wants your struggle wrestle the air the universe, after all is push... More »
Talking Seaweed
Catherine
the seaweed keeps asking me questions “have you forgotten?” it simply inquires “take your time now, close your eyes you remember? do you see it?” but I’m lost in fatigue and distraction “we are just... More »
The Guitar Knows
Catherine
I will give you gifts from my imagination I will, I will wrapped in the invisible foil of time rolled flat, boldly nondescript with some magic, of my conjuring take them, make them tangible now,... More »
Beachcomber
Catherine
I am a beachcomber, in life with a broad and freckled back a cherisher of found glories watcher of the movements the tidal creep persistent dune grass migrating sand you know all things of substance... More »
Poetry Beaches Children Life
Catherine
It took 42 years for my poetry to come like magma deep in my rocky crust dormant and still present but unknown then came the cracks above sandcastled feet and the words seeped out with... More »
poetry
August 2008 