To find one's vocation - that is, their true calling - they must try many things, excluding nothing. They may dip their toes into different sports or try several mediums in the arts. But when they hit that something special, their mind, body and spirit become celestial as they align to work together in harmony,… Continue reading Vocation
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Vocation
Mosquito
Buzz around my ear Search a luscious spot to drink Make me itch all day.
Thieving Bird
Blackbird perches high shade tent support pole bending he's reaching to bite.
Beach Winds
Toes holding down sand Drinking water to hydrate Swimsuit dries salty.
Coffee at the Book Store
Oh lush mocha rolling down my throat warming my belly like an indoor coat. No added sweetener or cream is needed, as the pure chocolate balm soothes the inner me.
A Sun Hat
Round, soft, white and tan flapping edges in the wind flower flashes orange.
A Beach Umbrella
Many colors like the rainbow, or even all in one angled in the sand against the wind providing shady relief from the blazing sun.
Hollow (for Marianne)
Orders come, friends move they leave me behind again tears and breathing cease.
Dawn Marie Paul 