Painting & Poem by Linda Talbott


Fire Gate

Fire Gate



Falling

Falling
I may crash
to the ground
or learn to open
my arms

is flying a choice
or a gift
and once taken
can it be undone
or forever will I be torn
between earth and sky
valleys and mountains
water and air

or touching ground
may I soar again
to become
a winged thing
a child
with dirt
on my feathers


Birth of Fire

Birth of Fire

This interesting piece was made of found objects
with some symbolic painting on tree bark


Work on this page Copyright © Linda Talbott


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