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.
Friday, September 22, 2006
autumn equinox
new moon, this night unseen we know you are ALL there always your backdrop we'll saturate with tender feelings watercolor our story and on the shadowy edges paint the diamond stars till a fresh canvas appears full front
