Black Dog Melancholia

Black Dog Melancholia

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Black dog melancholia

Seems to be
My natural state
I hate
that fact

I want to be all bright colored
Orange, Lime, Grapefruit, Pink
Apparently emanating a sweet citrus smell
And I work HARD toward that end

But some days
Exhausted
I wish I was comfortable
Nestled in the BlueGloom
So that life
Need not be
So effortful

But I’m not
So I put it forth
Searching for a way
To “STAY!” then walk away
From the black dog

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I AM

I am in the midst of redevelopment
improvement from the inside
out
time to refurbish
learn to self-nourish
live
without fear or doubt

I am in the midst of redevelopment
a recalibration of fact
Adore
starting inside
Accept
learn to love
all that heretofore
I disliked thought/sight of

Learn, believe: All is well

*Original Art Available Here
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Red Hawk

Red Hawk

Original Sketch by Kim Nelson

Red Hawk tail feather
Fell from the sky
Delivering message, meaning
And intent

I paid attention
Looked for roots
Of discontent

Sketched
In order to remember

Then let go

I AM
Now I know
That hawk is, too.

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