Poems

Rolling Away

Round & Round

Inconvenciably Me

The Powerful Sea

Break Me

And I will be One

as my blood spills into

the Sea

Break me

And I will be

One with the breaker

I conceivably me

Alone & One with the Sea

Roll me around

again & again

and I will add

to myself like a

snowball

Break me

and I now

have a clone

I expand - grow - multiply

I wrote this poem after I had a surfing accident and put a hole in my face. I ended up with over 40 stitches in my upper lip. This experience and writing about it made me realize that everything we go through is helping us to become fully who we are meant to be.

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