There is an icy ocean that stirs in my fingers and toes
a vivid body of aquamarine,
deep and whole
that moves me into lush gardens
and sparkling kingdoms
where new life flows
from the stars in my eyes
“The Source” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Sarah Cruce
http://www.society6.com/sarahcruce
“I am a cage, in search of a bird.” Franz Kafka
Artwork by The White Deer
From Fiery Lakes
Her lust
ignites
the humid air
-Angie
copper cricket
in the shadow
cursed with cheerful melody
all your chirping
deafens you
to blue notes
in your
memory
“Animus” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
I can’t really put it into words.. but I like that there are so many recognizable pieces within it. .. Comforting and creepy at the same time. The pelvis- shape makes me think of birth and femininity … but the stark contrast between black and white and the sort of sharp but symmetrical corners give it an ominous feeling. Some elements are strong and warm, others seem tentative and reserved. It kind of looks the way I feel.
-Angie
from my gut
a bleak vision takes flight
“Bird Brains” by Sarah Cruce
The Show Tell Project 