Curve

  I throw back the shroud of tapestries Thick stitched with barbarous thread, hanging heavy like the echo of your words. Almond shaped blue green orbs squint,  As the quick slant of light  c o l l i d e shifting my sleepy thoughts back into places meant for the living. I am like spring,uncurling from … More Curve

Intuitive-Scaping

I am forcing myself to sit down. Write. Think. Ponder. I have been quite physical lately, sculpting out my imagination with my hands. It has been very rewarding. I really did not know I had it in me, to landscape. I can do it for hours, my thoughts working out plans as I go. It … More Intuitive-Scaping

Worker Bee

The weather has been pretty nice up here in the PNW, so I have thrown myself outside into the dirt with ready hands and an active imagination! I have never had the opportunity to do such a thing before, living in rentals my whole life has kept that part of my creative life dormant. I … More Worker Bee