nested internal thoughts
resistant to the bearer’s weight
honesty to ourselves each time
form healthy embryos
protected by truth

lies crack under pressure
less than honorable thoughts
eventually break our souls
eagleeagle done a few months ago, Tombow water color marker, Prisma pencil and a touch of white acrylic

We nearly lost the bald eagle in the 1960’s. DDT weakened shells to the point of cutting down this raptor population from 500,000 strong to a scant 1,000. Through conservation programs and legal protection the bald eagle has made a miraculous return to the US landscape. DDT was banned in 1972.
Fun Fact: The bald eagle is the only eagle unique to North America

16 thoughts on “HoNest

  1. Wonderful words and painting. I love this series on our treasured creatures — juxtaposed to your “creatures,” they really show your realistic talent and your wild imaginative talent!! πŸ™‚


  2. Ah, you shant put out these koans for me to contemplate when I’ve been imbing the red juice, AnnMarie. My head’s already spinning, πŸ™‚ Seriously, this post is a ‘beaut, both words and art. I like your approach of making the reader “work” for meaning; you’re writing for the “smart reader” to engage with with your words, figure it out — or maybe the “smarter” reader understands implicitly. Anyway, good for you to push the reader; I like that, a lot.
    Saturday has seemed to be a day of truth-taking: be yourself in the a.m.; honesty is the best policy in the p.m. Good messages both. πŸ™‚


    • Curious, pushing up or out πŸ˜‰
      Hope you had a spirited Saturday and today enjoy a serene Sunday even if watching foozball;)
      Kidding aside, thank you D.S. for your string of generous thought. I know I repeat myself here, but your seasoned writer’s perspective helps me look at my writing in different and deeper ways.


      • “Pushing” in the best possible direction — toward the heart and head. πŸ™‚
        I think it’s funny that you say my comments help you to see your own work in “different and deeper ways,” when in fact that’s exactly how I feel about your comments. You, too, enjoy your Sunday, AM. Relax, my friend, for Monday in the trenches is coming, πŸ™‚


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