Bleeding with this land

Tinka,

What a title!! And what a phenomenal write!!


Hugs and love,

Lance

Great photo, great description of the hereafter and how it is to be. Great painting, I mean, did not get the music have no speakers. But I believe there are mansions waiting there for us and beautiful colors much more than the sands and barren land. Associating this with what Rose Rideout and her words pertain to my thinking too and helped me see this poem as it should be seen.

This poem is deep Tink! WOW! Love the thoughts behind it!
Your painting is strong and remains standing in my heart, I love it!
Write On!
Hope you are feeling so much better and more liveliar, is that a worddddd... hmmmm

I'm thinking of you! Well...Dah, I wouldn't be here If I wasn't! lol
STay Positive!
STay Strong!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Shexoooo
P.S. You have email, I won't intrude, but write when you're in the mood and when your not, drop a line - I will touch you back in mint.s time! :) Your heart is simply divine!

nice art artist extrodnaire, great verse, a little sad though but fulfilling, hugs

Powerful. R

Do love both - poem and painting.
Great work.
Amira

Beautifully writing and expressed emotions
Of a two entwined soul burning and bleeding!
Absolutely beautiful
Your words captured a true emotions
and gloomy imagery!
Brilliant write!!
Peace Love And Light....Morning Star

Beautifully dark images.
In fact somewhat Gothic in nature.
Well done inded.

Ek het net een woord hiervoor en dit is "Sielroerend" Wat meer kan ek se as dat jy 'n gawe gekry het om die roeringe en versugtinge van jou diepste siel so te kan verwoord en dat sommige van die wat kommentaar gelewer het duidelik nie die konteks verstaan of begryp nie. Dit is baie verrykend en pragtig.

Wow! Wonderful photo presentation and poem.

Chrissy

And that is what I am doing (I hope) with my writings about my community. To "feed this once barren land", that has everyone at each other's throats, and any excuse will do for a fight. I hope to feed this barren land and make a better resting place for our weary heads, so that there will be no more prejudice, bigotry, fighting, hate, wars, violence, abuse, and what ever bad things people can think of. I hope all this goes away someday, and we have a world where we can actually live in real peace. The picture compliments this piece very well Tinka. Thank you for sharing this thought provoking poem.

May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), little sister, Barbie

I thought it was a Brit expletive, until, knowing you must be Dutch, and dust goes to ashes by bleeding out the parched soul. Tears for fears will bloom the desert once again.

Ron

Wonderful poem, Tinky!!!!! I enjoyed!!!!!

Sandie May :o)

Beautifully written, by one with the passion to write it to perfection the way you do...way to go girl! Love Holly

Sometimes the torching and bleeding of twin souls entwined at the stake brings more relief than the sharing of shelter within the well-watered oases of distant love. This is a real "feeler", Tinks... and guess you could feel/hear my heart beating as my son took that dodgy jump close to home, huh? If I had been close by, you'da been filling my veins with Amarula to steady me... I love the great capture of light in your picture... love, Kate xx

Wonderfully written, Tinka ... Loved the art too ...

in the painting i saw the elephant, which then influenced my perception of this poem, i sensed a drought land and the steady decline of our animal life on our planet...

...wonderful pen of a journey...souls in transition...as the sands of time will again cover...and uncover...lost love.
well done Tinka...
John

I stand in awe of both the poetry and the artwork. Great job,
Tink.

Bobbi

Tears of love and compassion from bleeding dust, new life will they fashion. You dug deeply into the inner you for this poem. Well done Tinka. Jon Michael Willey

An exceptional, expressive write Tinka!!
love and peace, Carole~

Simply Exquisite TInka!!

(155).~. evol _ Ted

You really used a power pen to write this one Tinka!
Excellent!

Excellent write Tinka, as there will always be broken hearts where ever we go but theree is always that one special heart that is stronger then most and if bleeding dust is blowing over it, it is because they too are waiting . Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Intense writing, yet soft at the same time. And the painting...beautiful. You truly are gifted.

dear friend...this is a wonderful piece of work...great flow and rhythm...lovely piece of art as well...I keep forgetting that you not only have a gift with the pen, but with the brush as well. I liked this a lot.

i love the soft intensity of this word Tinka, it reflects in real life our journeys across barren sands of broken hearts and dreams.

always,
randy

I really did enjoy this read.
with love,
Ron

Wow, Tinks, heart rendering would be an understatement....
Love,

Walt

Powerfully penned sadness - and yet, hope - thank you, Tinka. Love the write and song.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

I like the end that leaves one assured that the tears shed will bring forth life to the barren land

Life and its tribulations and sorrow . . . But in between all that is love and happiness and love and happiness and . . .

Incredibly beautiful artwork and lovely words although so filled with heartache and pain. It's amazing how intense pain can evoke such creativity. I wish you well Tinka. Reach out if you need a friend.
Chanti

Stunning work with graphics that seem to jump off the page Tinka. Well done.

Fee

Deep and penetrating

Excellent write, Tinka; love the music! Very nice!

(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~

As always, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D

Our dead bodies feed many things; but no need to rush, Tinky.

And I think my brother Ed is always Itchy!

Dear Ed,

Nope no itching!!

The painting is about this elephant (me) seeking a better place across horizons wide and oceans deep....just to find out that by going there I will find corps of other broken heart...and I will die of another broken heartache anyways...and that the liquid my dead body will leave behind...just might feed a dry plant or something...and through that bring new life!!

And the bleeding will color the soil/dust of fate!!

Hope this makes sense!!

Love Tinka

Sounds as if that could itch...;) e