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I Have An Artist in me

So I did this painting for my boss for Christmas –

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ACRYLIC PAINTING

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THE ORIGINAL PHOTO

The reception was overwhelming and has prompted me to pursue my Art strongly and do commissions. Which is pretty neat really.

Hence I have opened an art page on Facebook.

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Your presence and support would be so greatly appreciated, as I embark on a different chapter of my creative passions.

I do honestly believe this new step will benefit my writing greatly as it allows me to be truer to myself than I have been able to be in along time.

Thank you so much. ❤

As always – IW –

Hesitation

I walked alone
Minding my stay
He passed by the way
Looking for life
To be frivolous play.
Stared in my soul
Saw through my face
Laughed at all
My silly mistakes.
He didn’t quite know
The heart on my sleeve
Hesitation my strength
My weakness to grieve.
So held out his hand
Like a lumberjack sword
Cut to my core, stood by
Through the fall.
He knelt down above me
Lifted me up
My legs melted softly
Behind his broad back
My hair on his shoulder
His beard on my cheek
Placed me upon him
Laid me beneath
A Centuries memory
Of war and of peace
I breathed in the moment
Held in that breath
Would not breathe out till I knew
I’de scorned death.
Hesitation my weakness
My curse and my strength
My safety in oceans
Parting our flesh
Take me, and drown
In waters vast breadth.        ~ IW~

The Poem – Framing Words

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Moments
Pass in dusty ledges
Fingers trace mottled wood
And stop.

Breath a frame
By frame
Spoken forever
Fall into the shape
Traced, held in wood
In mottled fingers,
Side by side moving breath
To breathe, in
Breaths motion picture
Framing words.

~IW~