v i s c e r a l ...........

we have the glorious benefit of artist and artwork here
Poet and Poem

all the barnacles the humble
and the vaulted throne

Letting go is so very hard for me
visualizations of a crystal heart
at a distance.. (30 yards)
and an arrow

works

We were raised with long rifles
and I found typewriters

I remember the jewel fish eyes
and lashs of the deer
staring at the blue where their
freedom had come and gone
so we had food through the winter

I remember the Periods and commas
of the common fonts of my machines

I drew longhand letters to penned muses
and how they speak still of these and have
them carefully stashed in their homes
with their hubbies and children

I dont think Love itself is Meant to die
but that Love dies with the mortality of those
most closest to us

a pain that most feel
I was haunted for years
and occasionally still am

facing them
is so difficult but a need
that must be accomplished

a friend of mine is an accomplished
archer now Compound and learning
longbow

there is a different philosophy that
goes with this
and he is slowly teaching me
the perspective

his wife is supportive and his proteges
are talented

I set aside weapons long ago
even as a sport

but despair
frustration
futility
hurt
an intense love
to hold onto the intimacy
all there
that ache
longing
hunger
numbness

its the symbolic shot
to rest

Thank You Judyanne