Magic Moon Week | Rosamund Snow | Part 1

I’ve tackled so many art challenges, it’s almost unbelievable it’s barely near the end of January when I finished Magic Moon Week. Magic Moon Week is an art challenge I stumbled upon on Instagram, created by these artists:@barbaratamilin @nancychalmers @claire.prouvost @petrabraunillustration @hannahjayhollowed @weronika.salach (I didn’t actually know that before I joined… and I joined really …

Poem 60

  Untitled if moments could define us… I would be the tilted sun and she the other me across the sea, the shimmering moon. memories hinder me from forgetting and laughters remind me of how it’s never night here anymore. even with the passing of time her voice still remains whispering beside me and what …

Poem 08

The Queen climb, climbout her throatfear hissing,vomit on edge climb, climbbleed out the contents:nightmares,and her dreams climb, climbdrip from her eyes:shivers of the spine,regrets of yesterday climb, climband claw your way,gouge out the unnecessary:memories of today climb, climbhew her heart,turn it into dust,and win!the almighty duel. © since 2011/2012

Poem 07

Brown M&Ms We were nothing, but nameswritten in the heavens above.The clouds carry our historypublishing memories of us. It starts offIn a language we often speakfrom a far away land that no one knew.Beyond the castle of whiteand meadow of yellow,You told stories of peoplewe held close to our hearts. We’d open bags of m&m’s,You …

Poem 04

Where the shrubs and trees tend to grow In an old greenhouse made of glass and tarps, framed with finely turned steel grew a bush of fruits and bouquets of flowers, where the shrubs and weeds tend to grow. A daisy of white and another yellow, Entwined together amidst a heap of withering leaves and …