Moving on
Then moving back
Stumbling forward
with things I lack...
.
Nothing ventured
sitting still
but nothing gained
with bitter pill...
.
A weekend through
I feel the same
inside out
with outside game
.
Am I tired?
Am I tough?
hardened through
the want of love
...
(an odd weekend...but with a new painting)
x
oh was it my dear...... ;-)
ReplyDeletePoor? Philippa,;0(...... lovely new picture though ,
ReplyDeletewhatever's happening ,its stirring your creativity.....so thats a real positive...I'm pathetically trying to respond in your latest poetic style ....here goes
I get the sense you may be down,
that's ok
its good to frown.
you cant' get up ,
without feeling down,
you've got to have a good auld moan
hope next weekend is brilliant.
elaine
Oh WOW, this is a great post & you have the most gorgeous site here. I had to stop by to leave this comment for you – and to say hello of course ! Your posts are creative and original and you have interesting pictures. It's all perfect ! Thank you for sharing your site and best wishes....
ReplyDeleteA lovely painting and a haunting poem...
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