Novem-Burr
november ends with overcast skies
and sniffly ears, frozen fingers typing numbly.
the day of thanks has come and went
followed by sales & marketing schemes
buy, buy, buy, consume!
crowds of people like ants swarm the
capitalism
the news
it’s all too much.
I’d rather stay inside where the wind won’t bite me.
cyber monday means looking online at
overpriced chapsticks
and homemade bath bombs
hoping someone will like your gift.
i’d rather give people the gift of my time
or the gift of my art
but they’ll want something to bring home
instead.
how come all the great artists are always touched with a bit of madness?
or alcoholism, that too.
I long to spend my evenings painting
lost in swirls of ombre color
Creative living is a
choice
and also a
birthright.
Mermaid Musings 