
a poem........
yesterday...
i was nudged to journey...
while drawing + painting...
something ‘drew’ me in...
go deeper...
to a rooted place...
buried... threads fragiled...
thin multi-coloured mark-making...
revealing... what?
i tracked...
ever so lightly... tenderly...
my slanted hand steered...
“just go”..........
i offered a wee hello while...
i migrated... wandered... hunted... chased...
that perhaps...
i was on to something......
travelling alongside washed...
black-ink-penned...
shaky-handed....
painted threads of...
my own weave...
she is...
very fine, dazzling tapestry path of filament light...
capturing a glimpse......
my tender glittered strength...
torn-worn tangles... grief... joy... pain... celebrations...
ancient... new........
now...
grief drops...
splashing upon my soaked page...
blending abstract... accident... of be-ing...
inside...
my owned inked hues...
becoming......
perhaps...
... a re-weaving?
i will definitely call again soon..... x (((💜)))