FINE FROLIC Standing on the lip of the universe in the lap of God, laughing at angel-gold lucent-wings, finessing fingers of air as Love replaces gravity and all is Lightness. Fine frolic it was too – God playing peek-a-boo with … Continue reading
http://www.trilliumgallery.com/soul-light1.html If it was colour me happy before, then colour me ‘delirious’ now … thrilled. My sincere and warmest thanks to Maureen
I am thrilled to be a part of Trillium. What a joy to be a part of such a wonderful site dedicated to supporting and encouraging artists. Curator Maureen Maliha is one very dedicated lady, one look at the site will … Continue reading
LATE… again… life, health and other mysteries. Sooooo, herewith poem and image.]\
I will dance
through the pain
ignore your disdain.
I will dance
to my tune
trip en pointe to the moon.
I will fly
spread my wings
break my heart
till it sings.
I will sing
dance with stars
fly with angels
in a jar.
I will dance.
I will fly.
I will sing.
Cheers and thanks for the visits
TURNING POINT At the crossroads the ghosts speak the past, clamouring for reconciliation, rattles the cage. Insidious, insistent demands. Pause! Listen! Turn The road rocky the choices manifold the heart stutters Turn The paths not taken choices left behind opportunity … Continue reading
Yes I know, it’s been done many times before, however it’s usually done as a romantic image, despite the fact that this was not consensual congress. Swans look gorgeous but are in fact extremely strong and can badly bruise an adult … Continue reading
SOUL LIGHT – SOUL NIGHT Shattered soul, mirrored in fragments on the altar of unforgiveness. A fractured moonscape, of broken promises unmourned losses and unrealised dreams. Her body bends, bowed under the weight of expectations and incompatible conformity. Angel of … Continue reading
Running late again – one of those weeks. Hope this makes up for it. NIGHT MUSIC By night she kissed his soul with music. By day doubts mocked stealing joy. By night consumed by fire he embraced a … Continue reading
She slept .. the sleep of unawareness, her breath … barely disturbing the cage. Sometimes … a sleepy eye a gaze … unfocused … opened – closed. Her dreams – occasionally – spoke aloud. A twitch of a limb, a … Continue reading
The arc of your arm matches your throat the silk of your sighs your thighs. You thought you’d soar and follow your flight instead you fell to earth. The Adam you seek has long gone love deserted and crept away … Continue reading