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Golden Flecks Among the Ashes

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Golden Flecks Among the Ashes 2

Golden Flecks Among the Ashes 3

Emerging from the Ashes

I started to paint when I couldn't think

Too many things had happened

I couldn't think any more

Paint I started to paint

What I couldn't say

My distress

The demolition of my life on the page

Trying to find a new way through the blank 

That had been drawn in my life

All stops gone

All lost

All gone

What then is one?

Who then is one?

I don't know

What hope is there

When all is lost

Trying to find a way through a world

All dust and ashes

Is there any hope?

Nope

Struggling with cosmic forces

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Caught up in the chaos  The pain No end in sight Just blank No hope No light  But then Paint  Black Black Black But look! There! Gold!  And golden flecks among the ashes.

Art and Poetry in...

 Despair has Wings

Despair has Wings

In the darkest of nights

In the depths of despair

When all is lost

And joy nowhere

In the dark hidden places

All lost and alone

It seems that’s where

My wings have grown

For in the dark

Where no one sees

Flying things emerge in me

Strength and peace

Hope and light

It’s in the dark

My hearts learnt flight

Despair has wings

Now I can fly!

Crushed Out Art

Crushed Out Art 14, 15, 16, 18.
 2002 Acrylic on 250msg watercolour paper. 76cm x 55.8cm

​Hospital of the Heart

Where is the hospital of the heart?

Where do I get relief from this pain?

Crushing my

Heart

Chest

Breath

It’s not my head that hurts

It’s my heart that

Aches

Cries

Dies

Wanting life

Searching

Yearning

Crying

Dying

Black Death of hopelessness

Yet still hoping

Dying to die to end the pain

Crushing my heart

Art oozes from the crush

Blood red

From my heart

Art

Ache

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