A dead man’s hand opens,
And diamonds fall from his grasp,
The compressed residue of years,
Dug from a a bomb sites blast,
Where sweat and toil,
And constant hunger,
Hang on a gunman’s nod,
His son wanted marbles for his birthday,
But all he got was rock.
I got to give the credits for me doing this interview to Bernadette Maurice of Be Savage Art, she was the one who suggested that I´d do an interview with this artist…so, thank you “Bernie”, I can only say it was a good and interesting choice. This is what is so interesting with connections on/thru social medias, you never know to who it´ll lead you…this time it took me to a green island in the atlantic ocean. To a very interesting person and a talented artist. Meet Bebhinn:
Me: Hello Bebhinn! Please introduce yourself, who are you? where are you from?
Bebhinn: Dia dhuit! My name is Bebhinn and I am an Irish painter, illustrator and designer. If I had to describe myself best I would look to those close to me and ask them how they see me. My mam used to always describe me as peculiar and I…
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I am almost embarrased to write that I hadn´t heard of “Barbie the Welder” until I saw a post in a facebook group named “Metal art World” that I recently joined. I just thought that the things she created was really heavy so I sent her a message. It wasn´t until after the reply I saw that this was a celebrity kinda´ in the Metal sculpting art world. A genre of art I´d say that I myself “belong” to. So I went from happy to very excited and a bit nervous too I guess. I am honoured to present to you, Barbie The Welder:
Me: Hello Barbie, please introduce yourself. Who are you? Where are you from and what do you do?
Barbie: I’m a full time metal sculptor, published author, and advocate for the skilled trades from Erin, NY
[I didn´t ask for her real name and I could…
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“Do you believe in magic?”
“Umm.. Maybe. Why do you ask?”
“I seek magic in your eyes, the spark that tells me there’s a lot to be discovered.” Stated my own self while looking into the mirror.
“I seek for it in the outer world, and in many places but all I find is nothing. I get tired and then I find the evidence of it in my own self. As always”
Magic. How a little word is full of surprises, excitement, joyous in its own.
It’s a pseudoscience. Transformational. Magic in its own is creating art and then it again turns magic.
In today’s prompt of, Sometimes we forget how powerful we are, I have written a piece of poem that makes me remember a lot of incidences in my life. Where I’ve been broken from within, my soul used to sob, and scream until it reaches the universe…
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Heart beat slows,
And breath congeals,
Slipping through your chest,
The mind descends,
Like the broken ends,
Of an old movie reel,
Until you find,
It’s good to sit.
For over several years, poets and writers around the world have been celebrating April month as National Poetry Writing Month, also known as, NaPoWriMo. As a part of this, many of them take a part of the challenge and submit their work through the month.
Yes, you heard it right, in this challenge you have to select a prompt and write about it for the entire month of April. You may also share the work online by submitting your site for the same.
The celebration started back in 2003 when Washington based poetess Maureen Thorson started sharing her poems on her blog. Even since then, the tradition of writing in the month of April started inspiring millions of people to try their hands at poetry.
I was not always into it until last year when it happened to be lockdown globally, and in collaboration with Kavita Singh and…
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Mystery Weekly Magazine has published my novelette “Absence of Evidence.” Treka Dunn, the senior investigator for the county Medical Examiner’s office, is positive the deceased in her latest case, Davis Washburn, died of natural causes. However, Davis’s autistic son Ron believes his father was poisoned. When a toxicology exam reveals no evidence of foul play, […]Absence of Evidence — M.C. Tuggle, Writer
Clues, alibis, and motives start to infect everythingModus Operandi — #NaPoWriMo Throwback — Thistle Thoughts
#travel, #angleterre, #Forest, #mud maid, #englishThe Mud Maid in The Lost Gardens of Heligan near Mevagissey, Cornwall, England — Energise Travel
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