A Poem by Artist and Author, Sherry M Joiner
My Life was cast into buckets of dust, tossed and turned between two oceans rushing to shore, An ol’ friend a brother rushed in to help and said that he would provide for me and there would be no more, H e made a pen ink mark on my forehead then bade me a dew. He was an eccentric actor, he was getting old, retired and ready to start a new. A set of waves moved in and clung to the shore. A new brother’s love blotted the stain on my forehead and said there is no more. I was clothed in street garments, not the flair I stood before the old brother with. Hair in pageboy cut short for cause known darie and dith. I churned like the ocean inspired by the scene as my emotions grew higher. my paintbrush moved across my canvas and, the two oceans brought my sanity back into being.
Arts and Writing by Sherry 