Now I become myself. It's taken time, many years and places...

 - May Sarton

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Tuesday
Sep062011

myth or folklore

she lived daylight

in upside down

ochre daydreams

but knew by heart

the fullness of the moon,

every slanted angle.

the cunning starlight

aghast! in wonder

told her secrets to the wanderlust of the wind

and soon even

unexpected adjectives of the ocean

recognized the heartbeat red folklore

of her murmured name.

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Reader Comments (7)

i really love this poem, is it yours?

September 6, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterkristen

thanks kristen, it is. xo

September 6, 2011 | Registered Commenterlovely and imperfect

"told her secrets to the wanderlust of the wind" - so amazing! xoxox

September 7, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterCarrie

mmmmmmmmmm.......lovely.

September 8, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterTracie

beautiful. it captures a heart perfectly.

September 9, 2011 | Unregistered Commenterkeishua

mmmmmmmmmm. i am so enjoying this. i had to read it out loud.

September 10, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterElizabeth

Magical!...."recognized the heartbeat red folklore of her murmured name".

September 13, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterStephanie

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