writing is a jacuzzi (poem)

If only

there were a jacuzzi

for the insides.


mind and soul

languishing in neglect,

tautened to opacity.

Is that what writing is?

Workout, yes, but also



rough stones, jumbled thought and emotion

till they spill before me

shimmering alive:

polished, multifaceted, rainbowed


So that one day

I might lift

their dancing hues up to the sun

and know

if only for a moment,

I might know

who I am.IMG_0330

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2 Responses to writing is a jacuzzi (poem)

  1. You are an AMAZING WOMAN – that is who you are! ❤

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