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Because it is lost in time and space…

Ambitious Hope

Sorry to piss on the parade
of flowers and sunshine,
but for some poor bastards
life doesn’t miraculously work out
no matter how hard-working
how smart, or how positive.

Often it is the luck of the
socioeconomic landscapes
birthing humanity.

IW

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The Life Between

Am I between?
Reams of white waiting to be touched by colour.
The ink of souls, a screen with the word ‘Title’
Asks to frame a life in a question and answer.

The stroke of a brush, seeking to speak
What cannot be said with the few words humanity grasps at.

The twang and twinge of a string strung across wood
Nailed ungracefully, chimes take symphonic stock
Of days and nights where empty and full are nothing and everything
We are between.

We want to know who and why we are, and all we are is breath
Between life and death.

IW

Time And Tide

I seem to be spending my free time more on my art than on my writing of late.
I do believe it is a season, as I feel the itch beginning again. Only so many hours in the day though. 🙂

Here is a small work in progress.

Acrylic

 

Also – thanks to all those who have shown an interest in what is here by following in my absence. Apologies for not coming over to say hi.

And – I at last put together a small (very small) artists website/portfolio which at this time is only of traditional art (ie – no digital work – that will come sometime)

Calligraphy Logo full facebook

Thanks you

IW