January 1st – 2012 stone #1

Standing at the ordinary gate

peering over the blue edge of time

::

sun, wind, oatmeal

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About wrensong

I am a poet who collects stones. I am a wanderer of creek beds and forests, canyons and high desert who, coming home, sometimes finds words to tell the story. I am a companion with others in the search for Deep, Wild Soul. I shape containers in time and space for others to come together to write, to tell their stories, to hold each other in the telling. I am a grandmother and the companion of a cat named Alaya. I often travel out into open country with a man who calls himself Dunewalker who has hung his hammock in my heart.
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One Response to January 1st – 2012 stone #1

  1. tmhHoover says:

    It is the ordinariness of moving from one year to the next that came into play for me last night as well as this morning. So nice to see you over at WOWH. xo teri

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