Two more of these fun little poetry morsels we call small stones:
Softens the edges;
And a longer piece of whimsy which comes courtesy of an exercise from my Life Writing class with Chris Waters :
I come from the woods,
A creature of dark earth and lofty hidey holes.
I come from the fields,
A woman of hard work and generous bounty.
I come from the moors,
An artist of agorophobic freedom and vast ideas.
I come from the oceans,
A being of sinuous comunity and heartful predation.
I come from the mountains,
A spirit of wild wisdom and true healing.
I come to this pass,
A devoted pilgrim seeking the future.
Hopefully I've just organised my next exhibition, so soon I'll have more paintings for you.