Stump and Dizzy loved bonfires!
Amusement break!
Work in progress – Shuna Anderson at Roslin Chapel.
Red gig!
A blue dark shawl
A dark blue shawl
The evenings grow
Dark and cold
Even though
Its midsummer
So I gather
An Ethiopian shawl
Round my shoulders.
I feel weariness strain
In my neck and arm
And the need to rest
But the struggle continues
To keep this openness
To listen and hear
And remember
What we learned
From another
People and place
That will remain
Forever close
To my heart.
Karrayyuu people
We cross arms.
The 2016 Welsh Mental Health Arts Festival is looking really good!
So pleased to be taking part!
Walls-Muriau
Walls
Muriau
Walls are like scars Some are easily seen
Some walls that are Invisible to you and me
Scars like walls almost Invisible even to the keen eyed
Some scars are like walls So easily seen
Then there are those walls Others like to build
To prevent themselves From seeing scars
From feeling
So we build high walls To protect ourselves
But protect us From what exactly
Ourselves? Everyone?
Them?
Us?
We?
Walls are like scars Some don’t want to see
Walls that block Out all feeling
Walls that stop Us becoming involved
Walls that need To come down
So that scars can heal And stop more harm
To ourselves. To everyone.
Them
Us
We.
Some scars never heal While there are walls
That stops us From healing.
Stop us from hearing Ourselves!
Stop us from seeing Ourselves!
Walls keep
Us
Apart
Below the bridge
Steel sprung spans divide
Bridges where the homeless
And the addicts take refuge
When the weather is too hard
This place this wide span
Splinters of light divides
Day from wrapped silent people
And unheard wishes
Hope fears past lives
Rise in night time
While the river below roars
The passing of years
There is no knowing
No fortune telling
A soul is in pain
Howls
Motherless
Brotherless
Sisterless
Fatherless
Silent now
There is a time
For healing.
Shuna Anderson
Shuna Anderson artist. Exhibition coming up in Edinburgh! Watch this space!
