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World of Art
& Words
Beckoning
afar
I heard a
calling…
~
The world of
Art & Words
Has recently
estranged
I left in
disarray…
Beckoning
afar
The sirens
lull the gullible
Open
hearts...
I heard a
calling…
They –
wounded souls nearby
A Graduation...
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Very interesting response --- pain, but also strength.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful painting, equally beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteHaven't seen you for a while ~ hugs . . .Eddie x
I feel a full circle in this, of being led away or deciding to leave and then a returning, or maybe it is a breaking free of the pettiness of it.
ReplyDeleteAll can be led astray but can find their way back
ReplyDeleteTo be noticed, to respond.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed
Enigmatic !
ReplyDeleteThere are joys and trepidation with learning and completing course work.
ReplyDeleteOr even work that courses through us. Whatever our calling may be.
Continue to express yourself. And thanks for visiting my tomato verse.
I read somewhere that early on Benjamin Franklin encouraged those in the early US to eat tomatoes because most folks didn't trust the fruit.
Be well, hugs, Jules
I enjoyed your troiku, and admit, I'm not sure what you've been going through ... but keep on writing and expressing yourself ... there are always those moments of not feeling up to the task. Hugs Bastet
ReplyDeletei think sometimes our encounters with art and words are like waves.. they come and go and touch us and we move with them or stand on the shore for a bit, not doing anything at all but enjoying their beauty
ReplyDeleteYou know, there are times I want to walk away from art but it is more the personalities in the world than the art itself. Perhaps we could learn to graduate beyond our own egos, eh?
ReplyDeleteI sincerely hope you keep hearing that calling!
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