Today is a day unlike any other.
I am going to give an Artist Talk,
this evening-on what it means
to recover, from mental illness.
How art has helped me,
lead my way through darken tunnels,
and skies of Gray.
I might briefly, mention the Muse
of Poetry and all that she means to me.
Both the poems and the artwork,
help to sustain me.
They are in infinite ways
a course of my own-self-therapy.
It is hard to explain in words,
yet words will do.
The importance of self-expression,
in grasping slender shards of
To take it altogether,
the art and the poetry,
to show where I’ve sewn it altogether,
the seams stitched tightly-
to hold me together
in an Epiphany of normalcy…
how do I sum up
something which contains
my entire soul,