Sunday, March 6, 2011

Raw

Running
Waking up to the
Copper
Taste of blood.

Breaking
Wringing myself out
So
Completely I can't
Breathe.

Singing
So loudly I escape
All
Of the hurt I can't
Face.

Laughing
So hard it feels
I
Might burst with
Joy.

Living
So briskly, at a
Pace
That fits me
Well.
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7 comments:

  1. Other MaryMarch 6, 2011 at 4:41 PM

    What a fresh read! Love the look of your blog too.

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  2. AnonymousMarch 6, 2011 at 6:19 PM

    lovely flow.
    your blog is full of stars, what a magical visit here.

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  3. ChristineMarch 6, 2011 at 7:00 PM

    Really like the last stanza. Makes me appreciate the pace I live by and it's OK because it fits me. Love this.

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  4. Old EggMarch 6, 2011 at 11:01 PM

    Captivating post and stunning background to your blog. Very impressive.

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  5. Vinay Leo R.March 7, 2011 at 11:21 AM

    its like you're writing in the stars! flows so well, Sarah..!

    Leo @ I Rhyme Without Reason

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  6. AltonianMarch 8, 2011 at 5:38 AM

    Looks like you are trying to live life to the full - that's the ticket, good luck to you!

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  7. presleyprincess94March 9, 2011 at 5:15 PM

    Beautiful, darlin! I'm proud of you!!! (this is your mama-- apparently I need my own google account)

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