Walk in and walk out of lives
Leaving a trail of our footprint
On their heart and mind.
The first love
Or the First crush takes a part of you
The naive, innocent and perhaps
The happiest part
That no potential lovers will get that.
And it's fair in a way.
The best friends crave a niche in
They occupy the deepest corner of your heart
And when they leave
They forget to leave that space.
Strange isn't it?
Best friends leaving midway
With or without reason
It's a wound that we all leave it
Leaving them broken.
Somewhere they have a part of us too.
And what about our first pet.
Well we never forget them
We always feel that
They'll be there
Waiting for us
On the rainbow beach.
Today as I walk with him
On a beach,
Our hands locked,
Lips meeting and parting
Under the vivid violet canvas
Painted by the sky,
And puts my hair behind my ear
Tucks a yellow buttercup
In my brown curls
And shows me the
Path we walked.
The path where there were
Many other footprints
Just to washed by a wave
Leaving the trail of ours.
He pulls me closer
And Whispers in my ear
"Sometimes you need to throw some parts out
In order to form your sculpture"
We smile and blush
Maybe life is not all about the lost pieces
Maybe it's about the masterpiece
That we create
By scraping off the unwanted pieces
This time is a time of
I feel it in every second.
A test of patience, a test of strength, a test of humility, a test of compassion —
A test for gratitude.
A test for honesty.
How are you?
How are you feeling right now?
We need to remain positive,
in our mind and in our soul -
so that it reverberates positive energy into our physical body; and into one another.
Take this time -
as a gift.
NOBODY is alone in this.
That in itself,
is something rare & profound.
WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER.
We have been given this time -
FOR WHATEVER REASON;
To stop the frantic hustle of the way in which we have been living.
A way of living - that cannot be and was not sustainable for our own wellbeing as a race, nor could it be supported any longer by our earth.
This is a
And this can, and will, take form in many diverse ways.
Some ways it will come through in subtle ideas, subtle decisions - And some will be large transitional changes,
that will transform the way you live, forever.
Take this time to observe;
Body - how is it doing?
Mind - how is it functioning?
Soul - what is it saying?
And how is it all coming together,
Don’t brush off dreams right now.
Even a passing thought whilst you are practicing a daily, meditative activity
such as washing the dishes, or taking a shower - allow your inner voice to be heard.
What do you see?
What do you hear?
This is your awakened self, sharing - seeping in. Allow space.
Part of this gift of pause -
is the gift of REMEMBERING.
Remembering and reconnecting to ourselves, to one another, to fellow living beings - and
to Mother Earth.
We are ALL beings of the Universe.
And no matter HOW this came to be -
It HAS happened
for a reason.
So - listen, ASK QUESTIONS
and act -
To the sounds of soul.
Create, garden, learn, teach, restore, play — rest —
— nourish your body —
— listen to the earth —
feel her BREATHING for the first time,
in a very long time.
Begin to hush your mind.
Allow yourself to be
The universe has said,
Allow yourself to be,
I am keeping these two words in mind as I try to navigate all of the things there are to “do” to be responsible for ourselves and others in this pandemic; by focusing on how I can “be” during all of this to guide me, I am feeling more focused and present. I don’t know if this would work for others, but I wanted to share!
I am so grateful for the brave and tender out there, like our healthcare workers, first responders, teachers, caregivers, workers, parents and children; there are too many to list—really, I am proud of so many people making sacrifices out there, by staying home or by doing their essential part outside of it. 💛 If you have a chance, let me know how you and yours are doing.
I came across this Wendell Berry poem recently and it was one of the most beautiful pieces I've read in a long time and had saved it. With recent events the painting to match kind of found it's way on to my brush. For me personally quarantine has been completely odd, but not as stressful (yet) as for those who have immediately lost jobs or have been sick, etc. Spring arrived here and while the news every day stresses me out, I step outside in my neighborhood bubble and it's also been refreshing to see our entire street out and about with no place to be but weeding and bike riding. The beautiful weather has helped make this tolerable for many in the neighborhood and I'd like to think this painting reflects a little bit of that sunshine in the shadow type deal. It may be hard to read the poem if on a phone, but I typed it as well.
This week is a little different! You don’t have to use the phrase “Shine a Light” in your poem, although you are welcome to.
I welcome you to write pieces based on topics you care about. Shine a light on things you love. Or, write something uplifting, something hopeful.
The world is dark right now, guys. Let’s do our best to shine a light.
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really pushed myself out of my style comfort zone today, but i had FUN, and isn’t that what it’s all about?
so so grateful to those of you commissioning artists in this crazy time. it is more appreciated than you could possibly know. also, i really want some sushi. •
So this is a lil print I did for my gal @aoifebella for her birthday earlier this month. I wanted to make a piece of art/ a poster that included all the achievements, gigs she's played & things she's done in the last year. I wanted it to be mostly text but with a few 'clip-art' style illustrations dotted around the page - to do with jokes in our friend group or places she's been etc. .
I had a clear idea of how I wanted it to look in my mind once I came up with it & I'm really happy with how it turned out! I used water colours to paint the little sticker like drawings and pasted them to the final sheet. After that I pencilled out all the text and was originally going to do it all in black - until I found one of those 4 colour pastel BIC pens, which I completely forgot I owned from school! 😂 Turned out the colours of that pen matched the lil drawings perfectly, so I rolled with it. .
In the second picture you can see the birthday gal herself delighted with it in a frame that was wonderfully provided by miss @hannahmcwade -including a border in the perfect shade of yellow to go around the artwork! 💛🙌
In the last couple pictures I just included some stages of the design process behind it - although pretty simplistic, I always enjoy seeing that kind of stuff so I thought I'd post them.
Earlier today @up.divine asked me what poetry was for me. I answered with the first thoughts that came to me which were as follows.... Poetry for me, is an outlet. A way of dying and being reborn on paper. It’s choosing a pen when I want a razor blade. The ability to get what’s in my head out onto paper has literally saved my life. So I guess, for me Poetry is a lifeline........
The question reminded me of the piece in this post that I wrote a while back and actually led me to change its title to “lifelines”
So, how bout u guys? What is poetry for u? Lifeline or fun hobby? Comment below
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Excerpt from “Train to nowhere”
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Thank you so much @jsbrown_poetry for featuring my poem on your story for your poetry contest. I’m sure there was a lot of talent to choose from and I am honored my poem was even considered. Thank you............................................................... the prompt for the challenge was “the day the sun rose for the final time” hope you guys like it too :) #poetry#poetsofinstagram#poems#sadgirl#takenothingforgranted