Happy I Found and Finished the Sky
acrylic and Faber-Castell Pitt pen in composition book journal
Happy I found
and finished the sky
cleared up as I
have been toying around with
the spine
I swear counting backwards
in control of the wind
I was named after him
hidden and harder than anything.
Spent an hour down
with the dogs
all underfoot and more
from the digging
half a red letter tall
a storm day of woe
when it is warm
leave the baker alone
the same hope does not seem to keep us.
I’ve been dwelling too much on the weather. I saw a glimpse of sun as I drove home this afternoon and it made me think of optimism and expectations, which made me think of the story of Pandora and her jar of woe, which made me think of the dual nature of hope. How hope can inspire both dreams and nightmares.
red paper boat 