At age 14 as a freshman a most critical event occurred. I was introduced to stream of consciousness as a way of writing...and what I had been doing all my writing life was supremely impacted. A day does not go by that I do not write...some thing of prose, poetry, correspondance and commentary. I am what? druid? woman? mother? lover? a drop in the ocean? all of the above. All rights reserved. Copyright 2005 Deborah Drake.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Haiku for the New Year
Oh that wind last night blew aside cobwebs clouding ingress and egress
A portal today awaits offering a chance to choose courage
Gingerly I enter finding myself far afield finally at home
