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Three Poems by Poet and Artist, Sonja Benskin Mesher

“she suggested that i write a novel, when i noted that she walked briskly to the post box, dressed suitably. i do not copy plagiarise or write about my friends” Sonja Benskin Mesher

.regards.

maybe connections are missed the link dismissed. metaphors faint as my flimsy whispers symbols do you deny me peace? perhaps you utter the words constantly? look closely

or brush it regularly. talk about birth. stand during the rain fall. regard the chimney. take it off to return it. sometimes we need to commit a while, until we don’t no more

this is not a word i have used much recently, if i did it will be related to plants i expect. adjective. i may use plush in regard to velvet clothing, cloth, clothed. another adjective.

it could have been simple, days of sewing crosses. red. eight thiry till five. it could have been easy, yet there were issues of the electronic kind meaning wasting time with wires and connections

she suggested that i write a novel, when i noted that she walked briskly to the post box, dressed suitably. i do not copy plagiarise or write about my friends

.reading asher lev.

mostly read on the internet,

news, politics, all the rhetoric, yet

i have my favourites.

days that lack

deep concentration.

i mentioned earth &heaven.

not asher lev.

it remains the same.

.bone house.

no words to describe the mass, the danger of it all, the hate that rises. the parallel, the home, the black chair. power house. bone house.
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the power house looms ahead. they pray for peace and family, their lovely homes and salary. pigs. work for the people supposedly.

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power house

has no hold over me now

© 2019, Sonja Benskin Mesher

Born , Bournemouth 1947.
Lives and works in North Wales, since 1993.
Worked as an independent artist since 1999.
‘I am a multidisciplinary artist, crafting paint, charcoal, words and whatever comes to hand, to explain the ideas and issues that interest me
The words have not come easily. I draw on experience, remember and write. Speak of a small life’

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ABOUT 

Jamie Dedes. I’m a Lebanese-American freelance writer, poet, content editor, blogger and the mother of a world-class actor and mother-in-law of a stellar writer/photographer. No grandchildren, but my grandkitty, Dahlia, rocks big time. I am hopelessly in love with nature and all her creatures. In another lifetime, I was a columnist, a publicist, and an associate editor to a regional employment publication. I’ve had to reinvent myself to accommodate scarred lungs, pulmonary hypertension, right-sided heart failure, connective tissue disease, and a rare managed but incurable blood cancer. The gift in this is time for my primary love: literature. I study/read/write from a comfy bed where I’ve carved out a busy life writing feature articles, short stories, and poetry and managing The BeZine and its associated activities and The Poet by Day jamiededes.com, an info hub for writers meant to encourage good but lesser-known poets, women and minority poets, outsider artists, and artists just finding their voices in maturity. The Poet by Day is dedicated to supporting freedom of artistic expression and human rights.  Email thepoetbyday@gmail.com for permissions, commissions, or assignments.

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