when I write I
tend to skate the
surface – I tell you
a story I even make
it fancy give you
axels, double-axels,
pliĆ© – but I fear to
scrape beneath the
glacier – it’s been
years in formation to
freeze out emotion who
knows what doth really
lurk beneath – if I poke
at such a carcass it may
unleash thick maggots or
perhaps it’s more like a
cocoon – where inside
dwells a
butterfly.
-Ryn Gargulinski.12.16.10
Showing posts with label emotional mess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotional mess. Show all posts
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Saturday, December 26, 2009
ARTISTIC LICENSE
I am supposed
to be sensitive for I am
an artist – I cry at a
raindrop get mad at a
bus stop get mushy
from friendships find joy in
the absurd – the world
is my
personal attacker – and I may
one day go and cut off
my ear.
-Ryn Gargulinski.12.09
See more Ryn writing and art at RynRules.com and Rynski.Etsy.com.
Check out her blogs at TucsonCitizen.com
to be sensitive for I am
an artist – I cry at a
raindrop get mad at a
bus stop get mushy
from friendships find joy in
the absurd – the world
is my
personal attacker – and I may
one day go and cut off
my ear.
-Ryn Gargulinski.12.09
See more Ryn writing and art at RynRules.com and Rynski.Etsy.com.
Check out her blogs at TucsonCitizen.com
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