These days…. shipwrecked on the shores of the living

Most days….carving a  new path with my shovel

Some days ….chasing my rabbit-running heart…. imploring it to ‘please calm down!’

Sometimes….hiding under a thick blanket of metaphors 

Most times……hiding my fire-breathing dragon beneath serene smiles 

Oft times…. finding diamonds- discarded by my spirit…. as it furiously makes room for more

©Vivian Zems

Amaya hosts dVerse tonight with a prompt in honour of the 199th anniversary of Walt Whitman’s birth, she wants us to be inspired by his magnum opus, ‘Song of Myself’ – and write as if it’s an ad for a soulmate.