We’re tethered
together here
yet alone, set apart..
I can hear
each heart
whisper..
I’m reaching out
reaching out
touch my soul.
Excerpt: Poems from the Universe:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
Whisper
It Seems
The end of reason
screams..
ruthless gain
reigns supreme;
nothing is
as it seems..
it seems..
Oh speak to me
of love
and gentle
dreams.
Excerpt: Poems from the Universe:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
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Creative Flow
I’m not trying to be a Poet or an Artist (I’m not fond of labels)…I’m not even trying to make money. I’m just someone who has always been creative….who when faced with changed circumstances, embraced the creative flow. You can find this flow somewhere in the ether….both healing and empowering.
I’ve reopened my wee Online Shop with just a few Select Art Cards (mostly hand made) and my Books of Short Poems. More personal…more my style…
Love & Peace Mairi
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Why
I don’t know
why..
birds migrate
and rivers run
dry..
why fate unfolds
like a story
told..
of rising high;
falling
low
rising high..
I don’t know
why.
Excerpt: This Beautiful Abyss:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
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Moving On
Places
and faces
have gone..
tears shed
have left no trace;
no sign..
time
bled away..
it led us
onwards..
moving on.
Excerpt: This Beautiful Abyss:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
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Waiting
We weep alone
in silence
with the healing
wounds
of existence
waiting..
for life’s
symmetry
and innocence
to return..
to see the essence…
be the light.
Excerpt: Poems from the Universe:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
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Charade
Oh… the charade
of humanity;
the treachery
hubris
all that is..
can we feel
are we alive..
will our hearts break
enough
to survive.
Excerpt: Poems from the Universe:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
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Something Beautiful
A shaft of light;
the flash
of belief..
forgiving insight;
a falling
leaf..
benevolent toil;
the butterfly’s
wing..
a merciful smile;
all fragile
things.
Excerpt: This Beautiful Abyss:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
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Solace
Light
fades;
hidden
from view..
this world’s
parade
of pain
keeps passing
through..
can
we find
some lasting
solace
here..
and start
anew.
Excerpt: This Beautiful Abyss:
Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean
