Plumage of gold and green/ Saturated color, only in dreams/ She flies above my winter bed/ A ribbon tangled round her head/ Beauty’s song is muted now/ Yet so pure and eloquent/ I try to catch her, hold her down/ I need to know what her song meant/ Of Avian Bondage © SusanTMartin’23
Category Archives: mental illness
And Her Name Is…
“…and I am all locked up inside a tiny, empty box of a mind…”
Cruelty to Humans
Oh, Woe! To the Earth and the Sea! Oh, my. So much going on in the world today. So many sad stories, War and pain all around us. It can feel so… HEAVY. and it is. I feel it, the weight of this life… It’s not killing me today, though. Not like it used toContinueContinue reading “Cruelty to Humans”
Out of the Gutter Art 