Into the rail yard they stride
Sure footed amongst
The thick cut rock
Lantern swaying
Eyes squinted against the dark
Wrench in hand
Waiting
For the roll of the train
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Expedition 2012
Having written here intermittenly for years, sharing photography, craft projects, parenting poetry & music, this year my goal is to be more present in this space. I hope to share daily a photograph & bit of prose or poetry. I hope you come along on the journey.
breaking out of boxes since 2006
- Voom Voom Veda
- Portland, Maine, United States
- I love to poet, craft, dance, roller skate & thrift. I attachment parent my 3 children. I love over the knee socks, polka dots, thunderstorms, water ice, boobie shakers of all shapes and sizes, Pablo Neruda, photography, flower picking, laughter and a hardy dose of running wild in the fields...
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