April | 2018 | Fawn Rising

Blossom Granflower

Within the arena of sweat and mangled dreams ~ who owns this arena? is there an owner? or is it within each of us to contrive berate accuse castrate rectify recuse resonate reason normalize that which is the horrid and gesticulating rawness? Could we not simply be kind and go in peace? Yes. Gran says. […]

A Little Out of Sort

So . . . again, am I falling apart? Am I relinquishing all my arrogant allure and intellect and maybe I don’t even know it? Am I once again pushing to belong to fit somewhere have a purpose feel adored? Am I still wishing for a place […]

Ivory and Gold

Along the way Alone Fighting the good fight of continuous yet sustaining disgust impatience loathing for unkind humans They are dastardly selfish harboring cruel sadistic unnecessarily harmful in their ways toward others. How can I find enough love to extend the hand of one truth-desiring human toward them and their magnificently needy hidden isolating hateful […]

Remember

Remember the lovely woman upbeat yet confined to her wheelchair singing opera to me and my service dog Ti Amo after screaming at us to simply go away? Remember the older Italian man posted at the entranceway who sold handmade biscotti to raise funds for cancer research for others as he lives life in a […]

Do You Know

It flashes and sparkles and seeps into pores It sequesters a hidden largo of unusual unsingable melodies It rants and curves and stomps through the forests of untruths and paling stories and frightful legends It can blister and seethe crassness and nobility It can sway the moon yet lull infantile earth storms My heart oh, […]

I Am In Love

I am in love with solitude I am in love with stillness “May I have this dance?” I ask the ghost-walks of trauma remembered . . . Liquid anger Breath-inducing anxiety Stone-ladened fear Simple lone-walking Deprecating shame “Of course, you can ~ I will wallow with you in the urine of bleeding thought in the […]

a breathing stomping hungering-for-peace warrior

Fawn at 17, right front/Kirsten is 6 months in 1967 ~ Gainesville, Florida I am incredibly strong even in my weakest state. The tenacity to stay the course is greater than all my other attributes. My awareness of present darknesses builds within me uncommon strengths. I relish me. The Great Spirit wants undiluted joy for […]

A Wondering

My wondering: If there are reasons for unmitigated sadness or seemingly hinged post-traumatic stress syndrome or a panic disorder called unipolar depression or a genetic mutation causing alcohol blackouts or abdominal surgeries which disallow the use of alcohol along with a severe craving for it risking further blackouts and seizures or is it a malfunctioning thyroid […]

Scribbles of Grace

Onward to freely unmerited progress simply elegant refined movements ~ A balm for weary hearts trudging to a successful conclusion trying perhaps too hard yet never giving up Never. Art & Poetry by FawnRisingLace2018© Le Lac du mon Père Crystal Lake Florida USA Earth

Forward. Go.

Be forewarned of sweeping generalizations a happy you look at ingredients that manifest this situation of abandonment think of the opposite what is one thing I can feel? Guilt Massive What can I learn from this Do I factor in aging? melancholic depression hypersomnia heaviness social anxiety It is not about forgetting It is about […]

While Waiting for My Car One Day

Streaming sunlight descends through smudged glass windows Screaming country vocals and local news bounce across the waiting room Tense males deliberate while self-obsessed Absorbed Dirty guitar riffs play on the radio Seated not unlike a bearded dragon a hooded younger man stares glued to his social media Bon Jovi’s lyrics Turkeys and a whitetail on […]

Test

Never In My Dreams

… Did I imagine A road so full of judgment bigotry sadness horror pointlessness Yet the Great Spirit teaches we can rise above beyond into a higher realm of exquisiteness reform glory majesty Patience and release are required. FawnRisingLace2018© April 4, 2018 Le Lac du mon Père Crystal Lake Florida USA Earth

Hidden Angel

From whence did you come How did you get here Who sent you Do you have to go back Can you stay How may I serve you Questions Answers Hollow hearts Filled with puzzlement Fogged imaginings of doubt Blurred visions of glory That used to be Once upon a time. Photography & Poetry by FawnRisingLace2018© […]

Acceptance Unprovoked

Unforced unexpected imperfect Perhaps surprising after multiple altercations some with growls and squeals clawing nails sounds of malcontent Yet not one pawn No set-up No front-person They work it out Together So we can all sleep In peace and continuity. Photography & Poetry by FawnRisingLace2018© April 4, 2018 Le Lac du mon Père Crystal Lake […]