The CapA Poem by Jay SteitlerAquatic nature in all its dramaI am the breaker, rolling like a stone, and roiling through life. I collect very little. Separate yet one, with brothers in silent turmoil. I conform with my surroundings, until energy overtakes me. Then I pound, and reshape, all in my wake.
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StatsAuthorJay SteitlerPenfield, NYAboutA bit of a renaissance man, frequent white-lighter, and poet-scholar of life. Love art and photo. Play a little mandolin, and sing. I study karate, and play wheelchair rugby(Murderball). I've read Haw.. more..Writing
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