Raining Me
It’s raining wounds.
IdeART
Soft Places
You can be grateful for the beauty & also upset at the ugliness. The things that inspire these co-exist & sometimes in the same place. Why would the feelings that these bring up, not be able to occupy the same mind simultaneously? Human beings can feel more than one feeling…
Sculptors of Emotion
We are raw from sharp experienceCarrying knives of words& chisels of pain My jealousy is smoothly curvedAnd you stick pinpoints of insight into itLeaving them to harden overnight Then, as I ripple its edgeswith vulnerabilityYou fill the holes with trust I chip away at your craggy, unformed notionsAnd sand-blast the…
Calling Card
My calling card is a color. One dab gives you a peek into a thousand stories, my stories. Ugly Duckling. SlumdogCinderella without a Fairy Godmother. Poor thing. Wear dark colors, the fashion mags advised. So I sat in navy, black & grey boxes. You’re ugly, he said, the pretty girl’s…
Borders
A poem about attraction and affection crossing borders.
Say ‘TRUST ME’ To Yourself
How can we truly understand trust until we learn to trust ourselves?
Watercolours & Words
Healing is messy. So is art. So is living. With lots of love to @senseslenses and @shaunakde for helping make my life & healing, art. My journey in watercolours.
This Stops With Me
Hate, violence, abuse – these breed more of their own when left unchecked. I say this stops with me.
Paper Shields
I’ve been examining the concept of labels this week – why we need them, why I resist them so much. No denying labels play an important role in the human experience. For a lot of people they are shields. A name is a label & it’s the first building block…
The Fellowship Of The Readers
LOTR came to me from the person who inducted me into the fellowship of readers.