dreams, hours long. in tune . there came men with music, hours long. some times things seem so very well, brings guilt for the others. the process has to stop, some point. space is cleaned, prepared again. credo. all things pass. sbm.
Author: sonja benskin mesher
I am a painter who writes, a writer that paints, a drawer on life, and landscape. ... Watch me make things. Am quite patient, hold my tongue, but can't say multi disciplinary. Easily I live here, in Wales Easily
.the patch of ground.
opposite the house. is mowed regularly, bordered with rose bay willow herb. pink. some say a weed, others an herb, yet it is a useful plant, a stand together in public space, glow in groups of style and ease. now september, frothy beards begin to gentle blow on air, then winter stems remain. fireweed. pink.…
.list of products.
alongside a list of tasks repair and defend, cut small twigs with gusto and imagination. make conversation, explore philospy at the kitchen table all gingham and pastry knives. this was the order of the day. thursday the handy came, instead of tuesday. plans change. sbm.
. so they walked .
i heard on the radio. they decided to walk. he asked her what she had.. nothing she said, nothing. money? nothing, nothing, nothing. nothing.nothing. nothing left except my girls. i have not lost them, we hold hands, hold hands, hold hands. we have nothing.nothing. nothing left. they decided to walk.holding hands, sbm.
.back to the cabinet.
light bulbs and cotton hankies . all things are useful, bulbs bring light , denote ideas, good intentions, spent, collected. cotton hankies, frayed hold the books, yet those with nylon, stretch the skin resulting in red and soreness. shy away from dangerous commodities, use the best, those tradtional artefacts which are gentle on your soul,…
.cathedra>
he thought it was not the centre of the universe. titanic. came by chance. i think you will find it is sir. it is the little things that make it so. the tears of all my life, with yellow. the colour of the day.. st davids. sbm.
.the herring fleet .
as you may know, it was a seedy day yester day, so i lit the fire and sewed superman pants. used herring bone stitch, soothing, in white, watched the film, flickering and remembered. fridays was fish. we had herrings, fried, the skin crisp, the roes plump and hard, the boys liked soft, suppose…
. this .
the worst is over, until the next thing begins. you think me quiet, heartless or not think of me at all, now. i have sorted things, done the necessary, yes. the worst is over. i expect. sbm.
. parking .
a handy hint is the furthest place, people like to be near. people may prefer moving forwards, not looking back too much. things go round, rebound. it is a lovely journey, through the mountain range, glory for writing, travel journals, while all the while, we think we travel the other way. so we did. sbm
. i have been away a while .
having trouble getting back. difficulty finding words, of the simple type, to type. spell out the consequences, of an easy life. is it criticism, or a general sensitivity, which abounds, confounds the smallest heart. she says we should not handle bats. sbm.