Vein of My Existence

Sun shoots through stark naked branches.The criss-crossed shadows explode below like swollen and varicosed veins painting the road.The path ahead of me is bloodshot at best.
by Anne Cunnigham

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Chapter Two.
The upheaval and changes are too new to understand all about them, but there is plenty of time ahead to explore my life and solidify it's values. I feel the weight of water on my back but am headed for the shore to stand a bit straighter and allow it to drip down my spine and absorb in to the earth.
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  1. TerryJuly 22, 2010 at 7:51 AM

    The ground can always use a good dose of moisture. I'm thrilled you're blogging again.
    XOXO

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