The Other becomes objectified–
the truth barren, ruptured, hollow–
the path clogged and narrowing–
the pieces shot, scattered,
abandoned—the heart
fallen empty,
divided,
broken—
lost
A nonet for Colleen’s #TankaTuesday words, empty and space. There is so much of it that needs to be filled these days.
I had a vision for this watercolor, but the paint had its own ideas. Obviously acquainted with the Oracle.
What a beautiful visual representation of a broken heart.
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Thanks Claudia.
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Dramatic watercolor, Kerfe, and an etheree that pleads for those empty souls, the forgotten and the forgetting. Beautiful.
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Thanks Diana. If only our leaders were listening…
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I know.
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Regarding Absence
Whether victim of conscious decision
or circumstance beyond control,
if only the heart could be held
together by the vision of what it once held.
But the emptiness of loss is so demanding,
so overbearing, that only time can make it whole.
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That’s beautiful Ken. How to be present within the dark unknown. We are all struggling with it. But not alone.
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🙂
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I’ve read your Nonet at least ten times. Your words conjure up an image of a political figure for me. The red and black help to emphasize the emptiness of this person’s heart and soul. Your words are powerful—the divine masculine oracle has spoken. ❤
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Thanks Colleen. The world seems increasingly broken. The repair process will be a long one.
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I worry that we’ve broken the process. Divided… we fall. 😦
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And the gap grows larger every day.
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I see beauty in your poem and your art. Although our pain can bleed like a broken heart, we can also heal. ❤️
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Thanks Jill. Sometimes it needs to break before it can put itself together again.
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The image is nightmarish, like a figure human or animal shot to pieces. The message is clear. Where on earth do we think we’re going?
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Thanks Jane. I ask myself that every day.
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And we wonder why we don’t sleep at night.
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Love this.
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Thanks Bela.
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Hello, Kerfe! A powerful Nonet with thrilling imagery and paired with your art it really brings across your message. Love it! Happy Friday! 😀
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Thanks Vashti!
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