Words of a painter about art, painting and other thoughts about life, death and things that get in the way. I began my blog 2010.
I like the intertwining of Life and Death so effortlessly in this Water poem. A good one.
O, Annell, Too little, too much ... which have we experienced more? I'm afraid we have suffered both, and still sit writing betweeen the cardinal and the mountains.
As poets what else can we do but write in continuity striving for that balance in this journey from life to death Let the waters remind us of our mortality. Fascinating poem Annell Much love...
Life and death - you weave them beautifully together. Poignant and brilliant.
We humans walk hand in hand with many things that can be both blessings or banes.
Yes, water and life and death are all combined. We are born in a whoosh of water, and the dying's last wish is for water. Beautiful, Annell. Memories from the heart.
Water water everywhere not a drop to drink. The ending was chilling , like I actually felt goosebumps!
A deep thoughtful write Annell - as always.We are water...Anna :o]
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