Undead yet.
In slumber
I forget
My own self.
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| a place beneath the earth |
Deep beneath
These dark trees
Whose roots mesh
Round me,
In closer tangles,
Round me,
I still smile,
I still smile,
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| ink, watercolor |
Lying in my
Red tomb,
Remembering,
The blue sky
I once saw.
Red tomb,
Remembering,
The blue sky
I once saw.
Lovely, your words, your imagery...just beautiful...
ReplyDeleteVery expressive piece, nicely done!
ReplyDeleteWow I love how the patterns themselves tell the story.
ReplyDeleteWow ~ Great combination ~ your poetry and art ~ filled with depth of spirit ~ ^_^
ReplyDelete(A Creative Harbor) aka artmusedog and Carol ^_^
Wonderful, very original and special, touching image and words!
ReplyDeleteWhat an original and expressive piece. Love the happy red in the middle of it all.
ReplyDeleteLovely, expressive artwork!
ReplyDeleteI love the poem and painting a delight.
ReplyDeleteWhat came first? Picture or poem? :-) I like them both. The clear design of figures gets symbolic. It happens that I write and paint too (though it is more painting than writing), maybe you come and visit my blog some day?
ReplyDeleteLovely poem to go with your beautiful print. Happy PPF, Annette G
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image and words work together so perfectly in this post... lovely...xx
ReplyDeleteZa faran, i LOVE your poetry as much as your art in this piece.
ReplyDeleteJust perfect. I love how you used a simple, limited colour palette for the art.
I hope you've been well... nice to be back for a visit here. xox
Beautiful poetry and artwork
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem and sweet artwork.
ReplyDeleteWonderful painting and words!
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