Category: art
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I will be back soon on this site! And I am still creating great art that I post on IG.
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I am sorry to say that I had to step down my level of membership here on WordPress due to recent surgery and other complications… I do have another blog, The Wind, here on WordPress, that is more faith oriented but does contain tons of my fine art, poetry and fiction. However, on…
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Where do I disappear to, when I stop creating? Inert. Inept. Inconsequential and inconsolable. I know I will be with her soon, I feel a withering inside. A withdrawal from the actual. An inward turning, accepting that I am finite. That, perhaps, I did not survive the whirlwind physically unscathed. Yet they find no marks…
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(The train traveller named Paulie would soon explain the meaning of this phrase…) Fatigue takes on new meaning when you are on the road. You develop a bone deep weariness that is never absent- because true rest from sleep is now forever absent. One must truly keep one eye open at all times. There…
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(A Memoir) I want the words to pour forth from my broken teeth, I beg my mind to recall the past blur of a life, my life Nearer to end than start, or even middle I ask for a kind ear to bend, Listen awhile to this heart… The pavement…
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…Doesn’t Keep Me from Running… …Or Digging Burrows… I thought that I could escape the pitfalls of being Bipolar if I could recognize the phases. That I could help others understand me, if I could just explain what I’m experiencing. Why do I want you to understand me? I have wanted to be loved and…
