everivera: May 2011

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

may23::: I did it again

I stained a piece of wood,

and did a small lovely collage of a woman with a veil in the profile position.

I coved her face with a flower and put wings behind her head.

I then wrapped it up a mailed it to someone with a halo.

no photo though.

may22::: let

let the sun

burn away my secrets

let the breeze

blow them to unknown lands

let the sweet taste of summer

forget the storms

of freezing nights

and barricaded days

let me

grow new

again

may21::: riding

It’s life. You don’t figure it out. You just climb up on the beast and ride.

Rebecca Wells,

Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood

(PS I know I am cheating by posting quotes, but technically I posted them somewhere on the said day, so I created a post.)

may20::: release

On this day I release them.....

HAZEL & MARK

This day I made a beautiful piece.
I stained a piece of wood dark walnut.
I pasted a magazine photo I cut out of an orchid flower.
It was face on, beautifully symetrical.
I wrapped it up and mailed it to another flower I know.....
and never took a photo.
But I did it.
on this day.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

mar17::: mess

I will never truly be healed
I am too in tuned
I connect hard
and
I don't know how not to
without completely shutting people
out
I have gotten too use to people
not able to connect back
and
watch
and
love
from a place
somewhere else
it is lonely
misunderstood
leaves me at tears often
and strangely
comfortable

a damn mess

mar16::: love that

i love my work.
and not in a technical "i am so dope" kind of way.
i just love the feelings it makes me feel.
the connections i see, the attachments i grow,
the sincerity of language without words.
i love that.
God is amazing.

mar15::: shoes off

mar15::: shoes off, a photo by eve rivera on Flickr.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

may14::: alright

I forget somedays
but somehow always seem to
remind myself
what was here
and
what is now gone
I forget sometimes
my scars
and aches
as they linger so often I forget
they once were more then gone
but never known
and in the night
I think
I am alright
not ever healed
not ever unscarred
not ever without
ache
but still alright.

may13::: stevie

may12::: six

may12::: six, a photo by eve rivera on Flickr.

six years....my baby is not a baby anymore.
this is the only child who's birthday affects me,
maybe because I know he's the last
maybe because so much happened when he was an infant
maybe because so much changed since he was born
his birth defines a before and after in my life
a shift
and today is six years
May Allah bless us all
with whats best
for our souls....

may11::: not going to

I am not going to act like I am not hurt
but I am better then the pain
bigger then the heartache
and still
in the outcome
hurt
I am not going to act like I understand
because even though sometimes
I convince myself I do
I will never really
get it
I am not going to act like you didn't lie to me
because you did
the intention is not your mercy
to me
and the lie
is still my
pain