Tell me what you think.

Step inside my mind and tell me what you think you see.
Then step back and take another look, cos I’m sure you haven’t seen all there is to me.
You think you know me inside, out, back to front and cover to cover.
But there are things you can’t read like you do in your favourite book.
You can’t trap me between the covers and set me down in ink on pages, for the publics viewing through out the ages.
Because after all is said and done these words I write are just ink on a page and the words you speak can fly away on the wind.

So when you look at me, what is it that you see?
Do you notice the whole picture or do you only see those pieces that you wish to see?
Can you see the dark as well as the light?
Can you face the dark shadowy recess of my mind?
Or do you pretend that my light shines so bright that you cannot see the grey?

Look again and you will also see the intensity of colours, swirling in infinite passion for the very essence of life itself.
The clarity of colours, the over running of emotions, the clean, straight, hard lines, the mixing of tones, to show that each stroke of the brush completes the whole picture.

Tell me what you think.

Linda Ragatz

Joined September 2008

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