#JUSTWORKTHROUGHIT

Every second of every day we should give thanks for the breath we take...sounds cliche?  Yup I know...but yesterday I was thrown for a loop...and I felt as if I was being sucked down a nasty drain with no bottom....the emotional pain was physical....but today...I realize that I was given the inherent talent to work through the problems...just process..and with a cup of coffee...just work it through.

The weekend is upon us and I will just keep going...today will be challenging I know, but also knowing that when it is ended I can come home to my sanctuary where my T loves me unconditionally...that is what I give thanks for...so...get up and move on.....


#JUSTWORKTHROUGHIT

FOCUS

I WISH I HAD TOLD YOU

It has been seventeen years...today the emotions are still a little raw and conflicted...times were not always rosy or fairy tale but we still had smiles. There was much I wish I had said.....HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY PHILLY!!!! 

I WISH I COULD HAVE TOLD YOU

  I have listened to your advice.
 You insisted on telling me how it was
 for you as a girl
 and how you did this and that.

 I tell you I am tired.
 I am not listening anymore.

 I have taken your advice
 and where has it gotten me?
 Right here!
 Just where I DO NOT want to be!

From now on,
I don’t need you, I don’t want you
I am not listening to you.
But, you can no longer hear me.

You are no longer with me.
You are in another place giving advice.
Being yourself.
Why were you never your true self with ME?
Why all the pretense?
Why all the hypocrisy?
It was not necessary.

I would have still loved you.
Always, I would have.
But you kept a wedge between us.
I cannot understand why you did this
but you did.
And now,
You are gone.

Where are you when I need the strength
I saw in you when I was a child?
I cannot reach you.
I am angry!
Do you understand?
Angry!

I am your child.
You left me.
I hate that
but I know
I can never hate you.
I will always love you,

Mummy.

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Cher Corbin  2011

I AM A WRITER!!!!

About two years ago when I started my writing journey and was feeling the euphoria of wining two silvers at NIFCA (this high went even higher when I was told it was not easy to win anything at the Literary ARts) I thought I would share my joy with others around me.

Well as you can imagine the responses ranged from smiles, to hugs, to "really? you did that!!!" to congratulations...but the response I remember most was from a person I least expected it from....

and I quote (or paraphrase).." So you sure you writing, or you just putting words together...cuz we all know you got the gift of the gab"

Ok...now some of you who are on the same page as I am would feel how I felt when I heard that (go on, read it again and see what I mean)

So, this windy Tuesday Morning....I will make a declaration....

I really don't give two (or three) hoots what you may think!!!! I am a writer...I will continue to write....I cannot force you to read it...but I will submit it for your attention...and if you dismiss me...IT IS YOUR LOSS....someone else will embrace me....

(ok I have ranted enough..had to get that off my chest)

Toodles and Hugs to all of you out there (including all you others)

:)

March 30th, PLEIN AIR PAINTING at the Barbados Museum with Tutor Omowale Stuart

Ok, well it started at 9am and finished at 1pm...five hours in the hot sun..but worth every 

moment of it.

We chose our spots and set up our easels. Omowale came around and gave each of us 

some perspective as to what he expected, asked which medium we were working with (for 

us it was watercolour) and why we chose the spot that we did. (Both T and I like the 

frontal view of the Museum Shop, mine further back as I liked the path going to the shop, 

his closer in as he liked the building detail.


Omowale has an approach that is FREE....he said we were taught or learnt to be controlled 

in the use of the medium and emphasized that there is no right or wrong way to paint...it 

comes from inside each of us. As far as control was concern, he was fully at the reigns with 

our tuition...as he says .." You in MY yard now.." :)



When we wrapped up, he lined up all the paintings from all the artistes and gave us a 

general review and critique. All in all we did good. The main problem, some of us were 

afraid to put the colour on the board, some of us took too long to get the composition 

together and others were so stuck in their control of the media that he commented...." 

When you do that (pointing to one piece) that is COLOURING....when you do that (pointing 

to another piece) that is EXPRESSION.....


We have to finish the pieces by next week, having taken a snapshot when the time ran 

out....but needless to say it was worth every sun blistering, throat parching, ant stinging 

moment...



Thank you NCF, Omowale, Carla and Rodney....T and I look forward to our session next 

week....



Blessings

DO NOT LET THE PAST HOLD US BACK FROM THE FUTURE

Blessings friends

Most of us spend and inordinate amount of time thinking and fretting (yes fretting) about what happened yesterday, last year, two months ago....when we were 6.... This in itself may not be a bad thing (the thinking part that is)...but do we really have the time and luxury to fret on it.

Nah! Me no think so!

All I have to say is this...let us use our experiences from the past to inform us of the choices we can make in the future

We may not be able to change the choices we have made but we can now choose to not let them ruin us.

Be positive, move forward and think on this (not fret *wink)

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A REMINDER

Blessings to all of you.

We are here on this earth for a purpose.

We must treasure the time we have in view.

A wise man once said "If you only knew

how much time you had left and translated it to months

what would you do?"

Truth be told I didn't know

but my intention was to show

that I was going to consider this information anew.

I calculated mine.

With three score and ten being the time,

I possessed two hundred and fifty two.

With this knowledge what should I do?

I pondered long and hard.

I felt troubled with this precious ward.

Then it came to me.

I was to be.

a Keeper of Faith and Blessings be!

A Mother, a Lover, a Friend in need,

A Counselor, a Mentor, yes all of these.

I have been bestowed a gift.

a precious vessel for life.

To keep safe and treasure until my life's breath is taken

and so, I rejoice in my new awakening.

Be true to yourself

and always be kind.

Never, ever forget

that we are given much, but what we don't control

is TIME.

copyright 2011 C.A.Corbin

TO CENSOR OR NOT ( on today WORLD POETRY DAY March 21st)

The battles we fight

Many we lose

The cerebellum is the killing field

Left, right, left, right

We plan our attacks

We strategize

Our thoughts, the rank and file

The enemy is on the frontal  hill

Greater in number their infantry still

They block our path with their chemical spill

Are we to let them dictate where we go

Are we to censor and restrain our flow

No, for it is all in the mine…..

Unleash your thoughts

Contemplation rides the wind,

Thermals and breezes of the paths of the mind

Greatness will be found

Empowerment will be the gift

Confidence will be the surprise

Drown your fears in the new birth of our eloquence

Deliver the message to all who would listen

The audience who yearns for nourishment and escape

Carry them there,

Lead them to the fields of variety

Stimulate their minds

In the end they will thank you

In the end they will give kudos

to the uncensored mind

The valiant thoughts bursting through

The meshed web of compartmentalism

Breathe, my friend

Write profusely

Don’t stop

Continue

Ahhhh, they want to listen

They are waiting

For this new source of power

The power of the uncensored mind

The power of the verse

It is nothing less than a Super Power

One that we all have

One that we must all use

One that we must all share

Here it is….

Take it!

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copyright 2011 C.A.Corbin