its like a jungle sometimes

This is what the inside of my head looks like at any given moment haha Ive been circulating this painting on social media asking people what animals they can see… the elephant seems to be the hardest one to find…test your third eye vision and try and find that elephant! 

Buried alive 

‘Buried alive’  Feelings that had blossomed into something beautiful, thrown back into the undergrowth, like a beam of  light sucked into a black hole. I couldn’t see the picture, you couldn’t play the roll… So we fought what felt right, and turned dawn back into night. We buried our emotions… a thought that has leftContinue reading “Buried alive “

Lost at sea 

Lost at sea, where I can find myself;   Soaking, in hope; tired, from riding the tides of life’s ocean. Floating, from coast to coast with nothing to boast of; bar the treasures of truth. Navigating my thoughts through, future mist, towards something new. Blue, when I look back on ships that sailed past. Lost, forContinue reading “Lost at sea “

Sinai 

    The preacher begins to speak of peace, as the quire grows quiet. The sermon was yearning to learn, the demons were burning in the urns of those earning.  The spirit however, did not desert the undeserving. Every soul within the temple could feel a tide turning, in a baptism of realism. Manifested true, throughContinue reading “Sinai “

Pegasus 

one of the best known creatures in Greek mythology. He is a winged divine stallion usually depicted as pure white in color, Pegasus is a symbol for the divine, and in my opinion so are the zebra, their stripes represent a balance between light and dark. Balance, as opposed to purity, to me,  is aContinue reading “Pegasus “

Hunter 

   They came like ants swarming the school, Guns blazing, voices raised to decibels I could only assume My time was up. Lined against the wall, everyday tasks now twisted Teachers pinned against the black board  Red chalk newly scripted Self fulfilling prophecy eyes now at the back of the head. Some, could no longerContinue reading “Hunter “

Concentric 

  The ‘hows?’ are locked down in the basement, the ‘whys?’ are trapped up in the attic. The truth is often several stories too high, or too low, to be of any use, to us…white lies are just, easier to trust  We strive to see, our perspective rise, with our pasts disguised as now, lookingContinue reading “Concentric “