You find me at a creative watershed. The outline of a prayer. Which direction to offer it. Here butterflies find sleep,.

Being Okay with What Is. Letting life be what it is at any given moment is not something that comes naturally to us.

Photographs by Dan Wesker and Poetry by Naomi Woddis. About Moments of Chaos and Nostalgia. November 27, 2010 2 Comments. The gulls stuck to the sky are torn. The waves, a mermaid wanting legs,. Sharp to her as daggers. The surf laughing; your child-skin immune. A dent in the water, a bubble of air. July 6, 2010 2 Comments.

From pain to peace, to sunshine from rain. The cluck cluck of chickens comes through the open window, floating in from the farm. The Way Home to Peace - a personal story. Sunday, 12 May 2013. Years since I first developed chronic pain. Toni Bernhard used to be a law professor at the. She fell ill with what she th.

August 28, 2009 7 Comments. At sun break in an open top Cadillac. Listening to Elvis, a thin-tooth comb. In the back pocket of my faded jeans;. Sitting on Brooklyn stoops listening. Under my tongue pushed to the back.

Boxing poems by Naomi Woddis. About The Ghost in the Ring. He takes blind swings, a glove to the face,. The voice clenched in the curl of a fist,. To that embrace, he ducks and dances. Knowing the ring can be a lonely place,. Its table edges stretching out for white miles. The tattoos on his schoolboy arm in blue. And red, a black arrow, the head pointing down,. All this will fade, a flags waving blur, even.