the horizon tips / a wide brimmed hat / to sails out of the past / heading home to capture / majik that was cast / out among the dragons / soar…
when we sit down for supper / there seem too few legs / we don’t need five chairs / ‘round our too-small table / anymore
My older sister has just left, today, to work overseas, in London. This poem was inspired by that fact. Written 5 June 2009.
she came to a place where shadows cry / silenced tongue sings no relief, no sigh / draws only sorrow nigh
in some, inner pain brings reactions. / some reactions I see, / makes me fall on my knees / and cry / I want to love and hold / forever if needed / to bring a lasting sigh
...colour drained from the world…
Martin the B Keeper was created as a joke – a bit of play on words for a story night with a bunch of friends. He stuck though. He was a simple lad – cartoonish – but more and more stories kept coming and his world fleshed out. There are a dozen or more now. / Martin met Rebecca when she first arrived. He was immediately smitten but she was rather a flighty soul with a past she had often, unsuccessfully tried to escape. They had already had quite a bit of history to get here. I hope they do well.
One tree, one solitary life, / One silhouette reaching into the sky. / One lone and weary traveller, / One road, that passes them by.
Written during a rain storm in which I imagined that the rain was a sad woman weeping for the one she left behind.
Written during a rain storm in which I imagined that the rain was a sad woman weeping for the one she left behind. Please do not print or repost this poem anywhere without my permission. This poem is from my book, Heaven’s Champagne. / Order from Amazon.com
*I’m not the author but I’m putting this in the writing section because I think it can get more attention here. A great note for all to r…
This was from an e-mail my mom printed out for me a long time ago. I came across it again while cleaning my room. I wonder if this is familiar to anyone. I’m not the author but I’m putting this in the writing section because I think it can get more attention there. A great note for all to read: it will just take 30 seconds to read this and change your thinking.
first there are tomorrows.. / then there are all yesterdays thinking of wasted yesterdays / you wish you can change / decisions made / you…
Don’t know where this poem came from…but I just start typing and / these words were on the paper….
I scream to the gates of heaven / Can you hear me, my friend..
i initially posted this as a journal over at my frozenfa gallery.. but i realised that when there’s too many journal, it’ll go missing from your profile.. and for some reason.. i don’t wish this piece to go “missing”.. So i’d like to share this piece to everyone once again. I hope it’s good enough to be posted as a writing.. It’s kinda like a lyric.. Inspired by a malay song, Di Pintu Mahligai (At the Palace’s Gate), by an old malay band, iklim. Wrote this 9 Sep 2006.. i dedicate this to a friend i’ve lost, Brown.. / / i also noticed that one of my drawing posted at Frozenfa, seems to be inspired by this piece.. Aishiteru! /
A mothers grief is hard to take / You sit and feel your heart will break / It wont of course but you feel so low / Oh son of mine, why did y…
A poem for my son
Colour has drained from my world, / Darkness is creeping in… / The walls are weeping, / The tears are streaming, / The battle it begins… ...
All writing images poetry and lyrics copyright dimarie painter / MCN: C2DA7-27987-C7A28 —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— the original poem I wrote many many years ago, when at a very low point in life… / I’ve since found it, ‘dusted it’ and slightly rewritten the parts that could no longer be read (ripped paper)... I dont feel like this anymore these days… sure, I still have dark days, but my perspective has changed so much… / Since this poem was created, I have been blessed with a soul who loves me for who I am, and a beautiful daughter, and they definately give me the will to live now… among many other things, that make life worth it all. / I’m adding this, and did the art pieces to go with, as a way of accepting all that happened… accepting that I felt that way… thankful that I found the will afterall to go on… and happy that I am here now to tell my story… / and when i start to feel dark again… I can look back on this, and see just how far I have come. To those of you who are still in their darkness… there is light! / Dont Give Up!
Does she roam every day, with her beautiful sorrow her only companion, on that simple piece of earth wherein his bones rest?
/ Inspired from a photo by Johanne Brunet
Sometimes it really does seem it is darkest before the dawn. Just had a sense of letting go of something before being able to take a new step and the feeling of the mothering of the universe as it senses this and often helps in mysterious ways …
I wrote ‘Sorrow’ at one of my darkest melancholic states. Between desparately wanting to live, yet desparately wanting to die. A paradox! Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door Clean My Wounds
There is no use denying / Bad happens to good people too / There is no use in crying / That bad shouldn’t happen to you
I’ve really had to put a lot of effort into learning to accept things over the last couple of years…I suppose this poem is a little about that and a little about extremism…I don’t believe you have to always see half glasses of water as half full or half empty, although logic would have me think if it was originally empty then it’s half full, if was originally full then it’s half empty, but mostly I simply accept that half of the glass is filled with water, for better or for worse, that’s just the way it is and I’ll find a way to work with that much liquid ;) I absolutely believe in having hope and being optimistic about the unknown, I just perhaps don’t feel the need to work myself into a state of denial that doesn’t let me prepare myself for if things don’t go so well. I hope and I dream, but I try not to expect…closed expectation can be very, very dangerous. Expect that things might turn out differently to how you expect them too…lolz…that’s probably the most balanced form of expectation. Perhaps this is a long winded way of saying ‘take it as it comes’? Hope for everything, expect nothing. Read & Subscribe to my blog updates at: http://rellacafa.com
Tears have filled rivers, a heart never mended… / She doesn’t deserve this, this girl I do not know.
A journal entry I read that simply got to me.
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Spreading a glow / In her palm / She wraps it around / Her neck / Leaning back / To kiss you, strikingly / The pull of / Of her approval / Tilti…
Please come get me tonight / The chill in the air is marking every / Twist and turn with the ghost of you / I see you leaning ag…
From my collection Pretty Thinker
Sorrow split the seams of her composure
This piece felt very elusive at first but is about how sorrow can awaken the heart to new beginnings
An encouraging story about death..
I can’t be there to fight the flame. Many in this world look in sorrow at all this pain. Life so taken at ease at times. I sit here cryin…
just the juicy bits to lure readers in
My dark angel, masked in shadow and in tears, You recite words and phrases of beauty, That illuminate through the darkness, Sli…
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