Dig Deep #domestic abuse

A little rant and a p-o-e-m in light of increasing domestic abuse numbers (within this Covid period) and ‘legal’ /unrecognised domestic abuse – depending on country, perspective, bribery and misogyny. It is not OK to condone the notion that women exist to be beaten, abused and trodden on.

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Bury me deeply
so that the sun can’t find
my heart.
It will not oblige
if torn from my smouldering flesh;
soothing fractals in the shadows of my skin
still glow with the pearls
of my faith, a faith that now runs as sweat down
my beaten face. My soul was always on fire –
the reason your hands are now burning.

Bury me deeply
so that the crows you tame
will not abuse me for all eternity,
when solace is no longer
a sacred place
and death becomes an arbitrary mulch.

Bury me deeply,
so that when your fists rage and pound
against the rise of dank, dark soil,
I will not feel you.
And when you scream and shout,
begging for grief and release, since I am not
there to torture, the crows will
gather once again,
but, you will watch them shield me.
So, you should bury
me deeply.

Humming bird and flowers ( a lesson)

Occasionally I love to draw, and so I sought out some YouTube tutorials. I try to copy whatever they are doing within reason – the lion’s face is three months down the line and will take forever but it is definitely a ‘to (attempt) do’ on my list.  I am hoping to learn a lot more about light and shade using pencil, gaining  new perspectives as I go.  Step by step is often best and also to listen to what they have say about how and why stuff works, works well for me.  I also got a buzz from watercolour pencils  since I am not handy with a brush – it is not a favourite medium of mine – these proved invaluable in learning some new techniques the easier way. I will practise a lot more before I publish.


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