pen – Reaching Joy

On Paper

words flow out like water you were made to create carry each line with care glide over them like a feather on glass you are made of stars; let them be your pen. April 16, 2016

The extraordinary powers of letting go, magic of feeling pen on paper skin– we are all cut out dolls made with razor sharp scissors let me let go and make my art the way I want to. I will whisper away those sad navy blues and caress them with specks of gold found only atContinue reading “The Return”

I Write on a Blanket of Snow

Pen finds its way back to the paper back to my truth in the hopes that “mine” can still be “ours” in times like this– white capped mountains filling with the sound of my shadow, a lost soul radiance spilling out into sunlight even the mountain missed, talking with my sister I know that theContinue reading “I Write on a Blanket of Snow”