she’s as playful as spray
and as prayerful spume
in peace
and in turmoil
drumming the shore
persistent in her
giving and taking
free of any filters
as wild and dangerous
as any old woman
who says what she thinks
© 2015, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; photo, Caribbean Sea view from Bodden Town, Grand Caymen by Lhb1239 under GNU General License
AH, YES! 🙂
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For some with aging…gaining one’s own voice.
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That’s so true.
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Another sage poem from your heart my friend.
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I like this, Jamie. I hear the joy of aging.
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Reminds of Betty Ford and Barbara Bush.
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