The Other Side: The Poets Cut

 
 

We'll meet you there, on the other side...

The one where all can breathe the air,
and sit in acceptance of our resident err.

We'll meet you there, on the other side...

Through the field of poppies, our steps in mass carve an aisle,
to lead you from nowhere, knowing that no man is an isle.

We'll meet you there, on the other side...

Where the azure skies are swirled with apricot dye,
and we walk in love and curiosity, fear let die.

We'll meet you there, on the other side...

No longer do you need to watch through a pane,
untie the golden bow and choose  to live without pain.

We'll meet you there, on the other side...


The Poets Cut

Originally written in May 2011, this homonym style piece is co-authored with my lovely niece, Lucia Rose, a poetess in the making. At ten years old she read the tale of Pandora and her box. This image prompted a great conversation and learning about the release of all that is chaos balanced with the one greatest light between her and I as we spoke about homonyms and life.

In her words " Pandora opened that box with curiosity, I think the world should be curious, not frightened." ~ Lucia Rose


I drew the image selected today on 1/7/2015, the day the Charlie Hedbo offices were attacked in Paris. Humans...we are so delicate, so fragile and so brutal with one another in current time.

 #JeSuisHumanity