Sharon! I love it. I have lived in such an area (and wrote a poem
called 'Sitting Together' about a bushfire near our house threatening
us). But the cancer death and the need to breathe, they are just right
... Some meditations, in Buddhism and other disciplines, start with
counting your breath, don't they. This poem was well paced, so thank
you for sharing it.
Andrew
On 14/09/06, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> I left my dreams behind
> on the sweaty sheets.
>
> Let them evaporate
> in the smoky air. Fires
>
> are closing in on us.
> This air shuts me out.
>
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