Yellow

A Sad Child

Well, all children are sad
but some get over it.
Count your blessings. Better than that,
buy a hat. Buy a coat or pet.
Take up dancing to forget.

– from ‘A Sad Child’ by Margaret Atwood

Sketch

 

 

If I knew what I know now then
way back when we first met
I’d point to the sunset and say

I drew that for you

see

it’s wrinkling in the rain.

– Sketch by Shane Koyczan

 

(The lady in the picture can be found here: Dr. Poison Ivy’s Beauty Blog)

Creed

“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.”
― D. H. Lawrence

Portrait of a Young Girl

When the wild thought,
That she denies
And has forgot,
Set all her blood astir
And glittered in her eyes.

– William Butler Yeats; To A Young Girl

As spring dawns youth decries

time’s nefarious plans

Arrogance paves way for obliteration