Monday, October 11, 2010

Columbus Day


Dry land,
rough sea,
what does his name mean to me?
A scoundrel? A hero?
An explorer.
Aren't we all?

Do you think your name will close banks
and post offices
when you have exited for the next leg of your  journey?                       

                                                                                    Did he?

Scenes from dry land Columbus Day, October 11, 2010
Peace. Love, Linda

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