Art, photos and poem © Debbie Berk 2020
Cater-fly
half caterpillar and half butterfly I am mostly darkness with a little bit of light and just enough hope to believe that still it may be possible to fly in spite of these foreboding and ever turbulent skies 6/4/2020 © Debbie Berk 2020
Sheep
All I see are sleep walking sheep over fed, their bellies full of lies following obediently and blindly the path that leads to their own demise 5/23/2020 © Debbie Berk 2020
Sleep
All as it would seem but a blur of a distant dream, a woke reality just beyond our reach, lost in the ever darkness of the seduction of sleep 5/28/2020 ©Debbie Berk 2020
The hours
confess their longings in the loneliness of a mournfull song, their sorrows sung and spun like a black widow’s web where their hopes are hung like a slow suicide as silken threads ensnare the watchful fly caught like a shadow in the corner of one eye and the hours go by confessing still their dreams,…
