Karen01
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I’m a writer, poet, dreamer… this and more.. I love people, this life, this experience of living… and believe that any day that we have not laughed in, we have wholly lost!
I simply want to acknowledge that within us which, despite the heartache, the loss, the grief, takes a deep breath at the start of each new day and says: What if… and has the courage to not only cut the losses, and embrace the present, but also to see the promise within another day.
And sometimes, even the promise within. :)
I’m a South African, living in New Zealand.
I hope that all other aspects of who I am, was, and could be, will speak through what I post here.
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Karen01 is a member of All Things Orange Artwork Gallery, Complex Simplicity of Art, Yellow Gallery, 1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices, Abstract Art, Adjacent Flames, African Art and Photography, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Anticonsumerism, Art and Stories Made For Children, Art Inspired by Dreams, Art of the Middle East, As Is, Bits and Pieces , Blood Red - All things vampiric, Buddha, Challenge Café, Childhood, Collaboral Damage, Colour Me Vibrant Red!, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Dearly Departed, Fantasy Art, Flash Fiction, For the Love of Cats , 1 image a day , Graphic Scratch, Kairos, Light and Reflection 1/24, Live, Love, Dream: , Lost in Space [75% Negative Space], Love & Romance , Mandala, Myths, Legends and Fairytales, New Zealand Made, Our K9 Friend 1 image a day (Dogs only), Parallel Dimensions, Passions, Perth, Sci Fi , Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Something To Say, South Africa - Rainbow Nation, Spiritual Art, Stillness Speaks **Max 2 uploads per day** {{No NUDES, ABSTRACT, CANDIDS or ACTION IMAGES}}, The Eyes Have It, The Healing Journey, The Patchwork , The Sensual Word, The Word Tree, Twisted Tales, Two Beings Group, Victorian Viewfinders, War , WMG, Woman Appreciation and You're Accepted.
Art
Writing
Capricornia... plucking the web in Perth
That moment, the latticework of shadow fell across the pool just like a web. Without thought, I reached out under the surface of the water and plucked one strand. /
Mrs Cransky
Daylight slunk gingerly into the cabin. Mornings were a careful affair, here, where things shuffled. Where dark held it’s silent, watchful, fold. Outside, little living things close to the…
The Thunder Ocean Son
And it was such, that between heartbeats, the dancing-cloud girl with blade-beautiful wings found the jackal, paralized, with his jaws about her throat.
The Seekers
Norg raised his gnarled old hand, pointing west towards the rambling mountains. His wordless gesture made him no less a traitor to his kind. Retribution would be swift and soundless, but not unexpe…
Nought
I can be nought / but here for you, / silently watching, / feeling you near. I can be nought / but near to you, / silently watching / you face your fear I can be / nought to you / gently shed, s…
Fist of confusion
Who are the rich? / Do they have limosines? / Or are they just the humble laymen / with the gift of simple dreams?
