by chance journey…

colourwater by weaver…

by chance journey, a poem…

yesterday...
    i was nudged to journey
    while drawing + painting

something drew me in

go deeper
    to a rooted place
    buried... threads fragile
    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  r
   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...

some 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.


​by weaver © 2021

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