LIFE PROCESSED THROUGH WORDS!
EVERYONE HAS A STORY AND EMBEDDED IN AND AMONG THE EPISODES WE FIND OURSELVES----WE ARE WHO WE ARE BECAUSE OF OUR INTERACTIONS AND OUR ARTICULATION OF OUR EXPERIENCES....
THROUGH RAMBLINGS WE BECOME WHO WE ARE!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
A Poem by Off Color Daughter
When I try to describe myself; I think, I am the ocean.
I am the tall waves, roaring and crashing.
I am small splashes that spatter the sand.
I am the children, for seashells, they're dashing.
Or the little old couple who walk hand in hand.
I am completely understood or the depths unknown.
I am surrounded by people and still feeling alone.
And I too reflected the sun when it shone.
That is why I am the ocean.
I am the memories, from times long ago.
That wash away like sandcastles of girls wearing bows.
Sometimes I fly high like a kite on the shore,
And others I sink to the deep ocean floor.
I tell you now I am many things more.
But for now I'm the ocean straight down to the core.
poem written and photo taken by
Off Color Daughter
"that's my girl"
I was so happy that first, she allowed me to read this and was ecstatic when
she said I could share it.
I'm pretty impressed with the depth of writing of a 15 year old.