We went for a walk today.  
together.  He pushed me.
and we enjoyed
silver-haired squirrels
and turtles at water’s edge.
is this redemption; the acceptance? 

in borrowed chair,
he asked me to give it a try.
life made easier
I do not know where this goes.  
The walk was beauty and free.  
My hesitant pause.  

My heart in sun;
hidden by shadow
strange-cloud-kindness
tangible silence

and then,
giggles-goofy-loves.
CKS


touch, like charcoal on fingertips!

rough-cut
bedside sketch

paint much love, always,
Connie Karleta Sales
a.k.a. This Crooked Little Flower


hand-connie-karleta-sales
story of my bones (detail), 48″ x 24″, charcoal, graphite, ink, pigment, wood, ©CKS 2012-15

 

Posted by:Connie Karleta Sales

artist, poet, educator, public speaker and thriver! Smiles and unpaved roads are the way I roll :D