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We began in September 2010 by traveling a portion of the Camino de Santiago, the ancient pilgrimage route that leads to the tomb of Saint James in Santiago, Galicia, in the northwestern corner of Spain. The name of our blog is inspired by the camino, and we'll have many stories (cuentos) to tell! We spent 2010-2011 on an intentional international journey, living and working in Spanish-speaking countries. Since then, we are immersed back in our lives at home but will report on occasional openings and discoveries. Please join us!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

And She Dreams of Crazy - Laura

And She Dreams of Crazy

Those mountains!
If I was a crazy painter,
                I’d pull over to the side of the road and paint for them.
If I was a crazy poet
                I’d cut off traffic and drench my page in words for them.
If I was a crazy musician,
                I’d play to the core of the world –
                No – through the core of the world and back out the other side just for them.

For you,
You with your heartbreaking orange sunset rocks
And deep sea shadows.
You who make me think I could jump
Just jump
Off one of your jagged edges
 And end up flying.

And maybe I could
(For a moment or two)
If I was a crazy painter
Or musician.
Too bad I’m not crazy
Or a musician, poet, painter, either.
Too bad.
But it wouldn’t matter anyways.
I’m not driving.


  1. Yes! This is poetry that brings me in, makes me laugh, shows me the mountains. Thank you,Laura.

  2. Laura, I think you can leave out the not being a poet part out in future works. Delightful!