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Vicissitudes

A poem by

Pamela Olson
Vicissitudes

Feed Your Head With A Play by Pamela Olson
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and executes a turn.Woosh.silence All eyes watch my numbers. Ding.... shuffles in. And.Woosh My door is now open. Footsteps echo away. Ding. A footstep approaches.Silence.Woosh My door is again open..Woosh My door is again closed. Ding. More approach..... Two..Woosh My door is now closed.. Ding.... Vicissitudes – Feed Your Head With A Play by Pamela Olson Page 2 of 3 .. and execute a turn. One. Three. shuffle in...Vicissitudes I am Ding.

Home Designer. Planet Earth. Friend. mate? A graduate of College of Marin then Sonoma State University. and all that is good get better. Semblance to anyone is not intended --nor should be inferred.2012 by Pamela Olson All rights reserved. May all your storms be weathered. Pamela Olson is A Marin County Volunteer of the Year. Mama. Wife. founding board member North Bay Multimedia Association. Vicissitudes – Feed Your Head With A Play by Pamela Olson Page 3 of 3 . It’s a story. All wrongs revenged. Ballroom Dancer. Professor. Real Estate Authority. Raconteur. in the middle of The American Wine Country.Copyright © 1990 . California USA. Milky Way. Gardener. Savvy. Veteran. Bon vivant. Swimmer. Time Traveler. Color Junkie. and Landlord Extraordinaire … aka opinionated. Author.