My dearest friends,
I visited an art exhibit, composed entirely of art made by
veterans or their families. I was so
inspired by the art and by the conversations I had with the other attendees. It brought some things into focus for me, and
I sat down and wrote the poem, below. It
has much meaning to me and I will only say that this poem is part 1. It is sort of like an opening act. However, I have no idea how many acts, or how
it will end! I find myself looking
forward to finding out, and I think that is the difference in me.
The art exhibit is called Core Values=Identity. It will be on display at TMCC near Meadowood in the Veteran's Upward Bound Gallery. It was sponsored by the David J Drakulich Art Foundation: For Freedom of Expression. The foundation teaches are to veterans under the premise that War Wounds, Art Heals. They a non-profit organizaiton and you can visit their website here: http://davidsartmemorial.org/
Truly yours,
Jo
These Truths
I open the portal
The truths come
They are chaotic and
colorful
They shoot out at
angles
They come at me from
all sides
The color hurts
I close the portal
I seal it shut
My room is dark
My room is light
My room is dark
My room is light
.
.
.
I begin to think
about the portal
I remember the pain
and I think in black and white
My room is black
My room is white
My room is
comfortable
My room is safe
Black and white are
my sentinel
The portal fades
away; I can no longer see it
My sentinel is my anchor
My sentinel shows the
way and I go
