Poem by Julie Marie Hoey

 

You used to see
The best in me
And I the best in you

As time has traveled
Its rate unraveled
Our woven tapestry

Bumps and bruises
Love’s contusions
Remedies do not heal

We mere mortals
Crawl through portals
Until we are undone

Or rise above
Edges woven of
Petty, impermanent dung

 

Julie Marie Hoey has been painting and writing since she was a young child. Her works are based on her connection with nature, relationships and spiritual reflection. She has exhibited her poetry alongside her paintings in several of the many solo and group art exhibitions she has participated in since the late 80’s.

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