A Stream of Laughter
The sunlit water frolicsover a stone-strewn base.
playfully tumbling like children
on a high hill, rolling down.
Both translucent and opaquethe blue and greens magnified
by reflection and refraction,
the silky wetness laves the colored stone,
I am not to know.
High mountain watersstrained of impurities by crystalline sand
purveyor of bountiful imaginings,
leave boats with twig masts
brilliant red-purple beetles
floating like lost sailors.
The sunlit waters dancesmile breeders
The water falls
Deborah Guzzi was first published at the age of sixteen, she has continued writing for the past fifty years. She as been published in the literary journals of Western Connecticut University and self- published two illustrated volumes of poetry, The Healing Heart and Heaven and Hell In A Nutshell. At the present, she write articles for Massage and Aroma Therapy Magazines. Since 2003 she has traveled to Nepal, China, Japan, Egypt and Peru. I was studying in Nepal during the last civil war and was in Egypt two weeks before the Arab spring uprising which over threw Hosni Mubarak, much poetry came out of these memorable experiences.She owns and operate Empathic Touch, acting as a healing facilitator, specializing in the Eastern Arts of Shiatsu, Lomi Lomi, Thai Massage, Feng Shui and Reiki energetic healing.