from a collage in soft pastels and pen by Quinn Clarice Mae DeRuiter

The Woman on the Wall

carries stories hidden behind her closed eyes.

Her vibrant red lips

sealed

shut,

a story speaks in a blue feather.

Its whisper touches her shuttered eye.

A tear escapes.  Grazes the feather. 

Whispers the truth she carries

dark and deep

but alive with hope.

Someday she will tumble

from the wall.

Her feather, safe in her black hair,

lies tucked under the bird nest bun

that perches on her head

hat like but trembling 

with new born birds.

Free, her stories birth as words.

The words & birds grow together

until the birds fly them both away.

The woman finds laughter.

Her eyes fly open.

They cannot stop staring.

Janice Eskridge ©2019

Quinn is my granddaughter.  She created this drawing on her own time during an art day she carved out for her self. She wanted to do a collage and liked mixing the woman, the feather and the bird next bun.  Currently Quinn is an art major at the University of Omaha.  She just finished a semester abroad studying art in Florence, Italy.  My poetic side likes her art.  I will share more double art and writing adventures in the coming weeks.  Quinn is on Instagram as femmefatale_quinn.