Today I Heard Fear

Today I heard fear. 
It whispered. 
It did not speak loudly with
a stinging sleight 
or a shouted accusation.
It whispered
like a door creaking in the wind.
The subtle background noise
skirting the edges of conversation
sweeping in on wisps of wind
slipping in between the silences
of background noise so cleverly filtered out
until the static idly coalesced and said,
“You cannot do this.
Do not dream or imagine.
It’s too hard.”
It’s only when I take up my pen
and write and bleed and weep
that the fear disappears.

Zentangle #17 and #18

In what has been a very brutal couple of months personally, it sucked the life out of me, particularly creatively. I am still working on a chapter for the collaborative novel with my creative partners Jodi and Rus. I am almost done. But with the busyness of this time of year I am not yet done. So close. Yet not done.

However while long form projects take longer to finish, short term, almost immediate creative projects, can be done. Zentangles have been a glorious creative focus.

These two were created for my creative co-conspirators and good friends, Jodi and Rus. (On a side note, Rus has a released a new collection of stories and essays for Christmas. Click HERE. And Jodi regularly sells poetry squares via her Etsy store. Click HERE.)

In the light of their recent releases, these zentangles were serendipitous. I was using the same book as all my zentangles (Through A Class Darkly by Jostein Gaardner) and found the words and images quite quickly. They are now winging their way to their respective homes in Brisbane, Australia and Towson, America.

It is a good feeling to compose a piece for a specific person. One that I know meets the creative and spiritual aspects of their personality and character.

Zentangle #17 – Theology

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THEOLOGY
the theology of nature
is to see imagination
playing in heaven

Zentangle #18 – Souls

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SOULS
try to describe
if you think
my soul
ought to keep silent

I have zentangle art for sale. Click on the link HERE.

If you are interested in a personalised commission, drop me a line in the comments and we can talk prices and ideas.

Zentangle Poetry For Sale

I have produced a short run of zentangle poetry on postcards and calico tote bags  for sale.

POSTCARDS $8AUS (inc. postage)
Set of six cards.
Top Row (L-R): Coloured Pencils; Sadness and Comfort; Bare Feet
Bottom Row (L-R): Information; Two Ravens; Celestial Bodies

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TOTE BAGS
Coloured Pencils (zentangle poem)
Calico Tote Bag $11AUS (inc. postage)

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Stupid Question (blackout poem)
Calico Tote Bag $11AUS (inc. postage)

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Zentangle Bundle
In the Zentangle Bundle you get: a set of postcards and one of each of the tote bags. $25AUS (inc. postage)

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Zentangle #16 Prefer

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Prefer

you prefer
a human life
a choice
to look
one single time
to experience
what it may be
to be created

Zentangle #15 Two Ravens

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TWO RAVENS

I had
two ravens
one
to forget everything
remember
you become sad when
you 
let go

Handwritten Pages #15

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     She ties the dressing gown around her waist. Lines up her toes where the metal coping separates the hallway carpet from the bathroom tiles. A diver’s stance. Anticipation of the tiles’ coldness.
     She steps. Plummets. Side steps the bath mat. Plants her feet squarely. Small ripples quickly subside. The cold tiles prickle the soles of her feet until it stings. Tapers off to an equilibrium.
     Repeatedly she will lie on her back on the bathroom floor undressed. Lets the cold of the tiles fight with the heat of her body. She relents. Acquiesces. Adds a layer of permafrost to her heart against the fire of her mother’s tongue.

Zentangle #14 Answer

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ANSWER

A fragment of answer
crept
inside the door
stealing through
like little children