I will blog….

Even my kids are onboard with my daily blog….it’s really time for sleep but one of the kids sat by me and said you blogging before bed mom? Yes I am!

So today, well it has been a good day. Pokemon hunting and walking with 2 of the kids and one dog after some mindful watercolours this morning. A delicious Dahl cooked but hubby for dinner. Chatting and an online art date which was great fun. I was working on a lesson from Effy Wild’s Book of Days. This year there are lots of different teachers as well as Effy each month and I worked on a lesson by Sal Scheibe and I’m at the stage where it’s kind of ugly duckling but you can see the potential. I am really eager to see it finished but it needs to dry really well (so I can rub and blend the pencil in).

Doing the blog along, check it out here, has reminded me of poeming (it is a verb). I found my file of poems I kept and I thought I’d share some. I haven’t premed for a while and lots of these were written when I was depressed and before and during taking medication. I’d like to poem again but I am unsure where to start, I know I will soon thought because I dreamt about writing a poem last night….I am remembering my dreams which is a whole other story.

So here’s a poem because creating comes in many forms:

The world closes in on me
I push them away
I Throw them away from me
Don’t touch
Don’t talk
Leave me be
I don’t want to need you
Or anyone
I want to be safe
Not care
Not hurt
Not feel
The world traps me
Without touching
No escape.
I need someone, but I don’t want to.