Tender thoughts my companion
I DO miss dreaming
To wander my hallways
Of mind and heart without you
I DO miss listening
To the back door then
To slip into the field where
Our dreams play together
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.