
I’m painting a broken man,
The cracks run through him
Shards of bone and flesh
Split and shattered.
Gluing him together
Bit by bit… With Gold
Like Japanese pottery
Once broken
Now finally held
With love.
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I’m painting a broken man,
The cracks run through him
Shards of bone and flesh
Split and shattered.
Gluing him together
Bit by bit… With Gold
Like Japanese pottery
Once broken
Now finally held
With love.

Sundays #bandofsketchers prompt was strikes. Here I am again with a sideways idea. Strike a rock with a hammer and you might find an ammonite or another fossil within it. I have been to Lyme Regis and cliffs near Whitby and found fossils there…

Oh dear me
Put this in the wash
Water too hot?
Or the plate knocked
Against a pan.
Must have been
Cracked…
Sad to lose
A favourite
Plate.
Can you mourn
it?
Gone…

After spending three hours searching for plasters… I found them. I’ve put one lengthwise over my toe to protect it. To hold the loose bit of my toenail in place. I tried to put another one round three toes but it didn’t work so I’ve resorted to Masking tape. It hurts but I didn’t want to leave it loose because when I go to bed the sheets will catch on it. Ouchie!

We had a walk last night up and down hill so I decided to have a flat walk this morning. One of my feet hurt, but I thought it was just a bit of an ache from yesterday. We walked very slowly round the lake because it hurt. I felt miserable but we stopped for a hot drink and I felt a bit better.
It was only when I took my shoe off that I saw I had split one of my small toenails from the end down to the quick, it’s sort of hanging off (I’m not showing a photo of it). I rang my podiatrists but they are short staffed and everyone is fully booked. I rang my GP (General Practitioner) but they have no one to deal with it. Waiting for a phone call or I might have to make a private appointment. Thank goodness the car passed its MOT, I might just be able to afford it! Hubby said he will get a pair of pliers if I wanted! No!

I posted this on Instagram and my friend said she could see my third eye!
I like to be obscured
And obscure
Hide my light
Under a bushel.
Blue and red and grey
Like an old TV set
With a cracked screen
A play for today
Trying hard
Not to implode
But dissappear into
The fog of time
Faded in the light

You spread your arms
And reach out
Touching other trees.
Bark and moss
Cracks and splits
But you stand strong
Encompassing the land
Shading the ground
Leaf and branch.
Happy nature.