This poem I wrote comes from my childhood living on the Elmendorf fortress in Alaska. This is my memory of the Aurora Borealis in the nights sky.
Gleaming pulsating sheets of vibrant color dancing in the sky. An eye catching awesome wonder of gods own natural light. From the ground below something I wanted to be. Something I wanted to touch besides see. If only I had wings I would join them in the sky for a brief time at least to another dark Alaskan night.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
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