by Deana Chadwell

Stand in a field long enough
and the ripple-plowed
earth will fold around you.
Stare at the night sky long enough
and the stars will bend down to lift you.
Float in the lake far enough from land
and all you hated will diminish
– small specks on the shore.
Gaze at the page intently enough
and words will slip out of your pen
and a poem will scrawl its way
across the paper
to truth.
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Deana Chadwell

About Deana Chadwell

I have spent my life teaching young people how to read and write and appreciate the wonder of words. I have worked with high school students and currently teach writing at Pacific Bible College in southern Oregon. I have spent more than forty years studying the Bible, theology, and apologetics and that finds its way into my writing whether I'm blogging about my experiences or my opinions. I have two and a half moldering novels, stacks of essays, hundreds of poems, some which have won state and national prizes. All that writing -- and more keeps popping up -- needs a home with a big plate glass window; it needs air; it needs a conversation. I am also an artist who works with cloth, yarn, beads, gourds, polymer clay, paint, and photography. And I make soap.
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2 Responses to Enough

  1. Brad Nelson Brad Nelson says:

    This is very nice.

  2. Kung Fu Zu Kung Fu Zu says:

    The style and sentiments are very Asian. Perhaps Taoist.

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