Story Time

We all love listening to stories

Especially if the story is ours

And this one must be mine 

Because I called it here

From my shadowy insides

And asked if it would appear for me 

It came in joy and pain and laughter

but I can’t explain the who-ness

Or the why or even how or when

And even if I could the words would 

Trip like clowns into the muddy wonder

Where the children cry, Again, Again, Again!

Dear People, as I’ve mentioned before I’m lost and confused with this new ‘Block’ editor on WP. I’ve tried to get it but I can’t and am now simply frustrated.

I wanted this poem to be in two stanzas of six lines each but it refuses to break using Return.

Now I can’t even find Tags and Categories so this post won’t have them. I think I will be leaving WP soon if I can’t resolve this.

Story Time. 17×14 in. Acrylic on paper. Painting and poem by Clinock.

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Three

“Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there are only you and I together. But when I look ahead up the white road. There is always another one walking beside you.”  / T.S. Eliot. The Waste Land.

Three. 20×30 in. 50×76 cm. Acrylic on canvas. By Clinock.

Figure in a Room

Eggplants,

Reflections,

Flowers.

It’s not much to offer in return.

I escape into the accommodating mist,

embarrassed and too far lost in other landscapes

to embrace the yes or the no.

Priestess

Priestess, (Entering the Stillness). 17×14 in. 43×46 cm. Acrylic on paper.

Painting and Haiku by Clinock

Xochi Quetzal Artist and Writer’s Residency. Chapala, Jalisco, Mexico.

October 2019.

Accept mysteries

Open the stillness inside

Be one with your dreams

Market Day

Market day

Market Day. 17×14 in. 43×46 cm. Acrylic on paper.

Painting and Haiku by Clinock

Xochi Quetzal Artist and Writer’s Residency. Chapala, Jalisco, Mexico.

October 2019.

walking the market

admiring flowers and fish

my love is busy

An Unexpected Encounter

An Unexpected Meeting

An Unexpected Encounter by Clinock. 17×14 in. 43×46 cm. Acrylic on paper.

Xochi Quetzal Artist and Writer’s Residency.

Chapala, Jalisco, Mexico. October 2019.

“Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine”