Saturday, November 15, 2014

An Altered Mind

there's no magic in dry spells
in uncertainty and doubt
in tones of expectation
or in hues of drawing out
but in stroking the darkness
in the fear of letting go
embracing random chaos
in letting emotions flow
executing ideas
not by guillotine or gun
but through the touch of texture
in unravelling undone
emerging to dull echoes
of great suffering and pain
a mind altered of color
yet the shadows they remain

Linking up with dVerse


HOLIDAY SALE: receive 25% off your purchase with coupon code HOLIDAY14.  Simply enter during checkout to receive your discount (offer excludes shipping).


  1. I really like this poem and your art.

  2. I loved the last line. To me it means that no matter ow far ahead you forge you always leave something behind. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.