Rock A Bye Baby

Gray waves black as thunder–white caps foaming peaks of violet snow–crash through transparent rainbows dancing on violent waters sucking tremulous defiant skies kneeward toward the ocean floor. Rocking cradles of transformation–birthing (as if it were easy) new and strange worlds from tainted boulders, that live. Yes, rocks are alive. As hosts. To bear life. How wonderful. So I was right, God exists in all life and non-life. Wow. First I think it, then I say it, then I write it, and then God proves it. Random or predestined? Obviously predestined, since it needs a host. Ha. Let’s rock this baby to sleep, before she figures out who it really is.

from pww



© 2018 by Chef Sharon Davies-Tight, artist, author, animal-free chef, activist _ IT'S free to read, and share with proper credit, not to own or share as your own _ CHANGING a few words doesn’t alter the DNA of the work _ LIKE a mother knows her children no matter the alterations in appearance, I know my gift when I see it on someone else, even when portions are replaced with a poacher’s words _ IF you receive the goods, you are as much a poacher of talent, words and images as the poacher who stole them – no matter the purpose _ I am not free and you are making me less free by stealing my intellectual material and putting other peoples names to it _ CHANGING A FEW WORDS PROVES YOU KNOW YOU'RE LIABLE _ STEALING another person's intellectual material isn't flattery; it's stealing _ by Sharon Lee Davies-Tight

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