"The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever
passes through my head without any other consideration." ~ Frida Kahlo
What does it matter if books
are neatly stacked or if pens
are corralled in a cup?
I am wings in disorder,
a sky spilled dream building a nest
where words can hatch.
Things I pluck from here and there
fall from my fingertips into little shrines
mimicking my mind’s helter skelter.
If you see my everything and find nothing,
it’s not my worry…I’m perfectly content
to wander my confusion until the hummingbird speaks.
©Susie Clevenger 2018