Breathe it in. . . . And sometimes, with just the stirring of a springtime breeze through an open window, life seems so delicately beautiful. . . . SnapDragon is a writer who utterly enjoys stacks of unused notebooks. Follow Snippets of SnapDragon for her take on this crazy world.
Poem 6. Written by SnapDragon X. deep down there is a quiet calm a story an open ear a wrinkled hand softly grasping in love. . . . SnapDragon is an artist who is still a little bit afraid of The Deep End. Follow her Two-Bit Musings and more on Snippets of SnapDragon.
Poem 5. Written by SnapDragon X. (Um, like everything else on this site, yo.) these cracked feet, cracked hands and crackling lines around my eyes whisper in harmonious healing. the weeping and seeping of water has dried. a tortoise shell; a vacant nest; a notebook whose pages have been burned. yesterday is a vanished ache.…
Don’t Read This.
I’ve always been sort of an odd bird. In the second grade, I would use ALL of the colored pencils during art time. I felt it was my duty to fill in the trees, houses, and other mundane outlines printed on mass-produced paper with something exciting. Because a brown trunk with green leaves seemed so.…
Poem 2. Written by SnapDragon X. how nice it is just to sit in silence and be. how nice it is to rest my weary ankles; to have no other purpose than to exist; to blink my eyes with impending sleep. how nice. yes. how very nice, indeed. . . . SnapDragon is a wife,…
I see you there. Behind the pane of frosted glass. Silent. Fearful. Immobile with uncertainty. You play the part. You play the game. You remain a part of the problem. And I am not. I am not. . . . SnapDragon is a proud heretic. Follow her artistic endeavors and more on Snippets of SnapDragon.
The Spider’s Web.
Poem 1. Written by SnapDragon X. there is a delicate fluttering within me stitched down deep, that keeps us together after all these years. the constant spinning: may it never grow weary; may it remind you of everything that was and will be. . . . SnapDragon is, perhaps, just another brick in the wall.…