Colored dreams
surge
through my mind.
Overhead covered
blanket
of gray skies.
Imagination walks
paths
of colored dreams.
~Mark Schutter ©2015
~Mark Schutter ©2015
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Re-sharing a poem I wrote back in 2017 that provided some momentum and clarity as I was beginning…
I didn’t understand it then, but I understand it now… that pain and hurt is part of life…
WTH?! What the hell is wrong with this picture? Triggers come in all shapes and sizes from out…
Poem 18 of 31 for October Poetry Writing Month, #OctPoWriMo, based on the prompt of black out or…
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…
I love how fluid and dreamy the horse and rider are! Beautiful!
Thank you Carri! 🙂
Gothic dreams, indeed a broad imagination.
Love this…words and artwork…beautiful, Mark.
Thank you Hannah!