Resilence

A short poem by me

artwork by artistknownaspla

Resilience

Yes, she has been fractured

Broken down

And messed around.

Taken to new heights

And dropped down.

But

She’s picked herself up,

Put the pieces back together again,

Brushed away your dirt

And emerged stronger.

She may have lost a move,

But not the game,

And now, resilience

Is her middle name.

artistknownaspla. 2000

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Death Doula Paula

I am not conventional in any shape or form. I believe death is beautiful and suicide is a dirty word. Art is life and life is art. I am a nudist by nature.