Friday, November 15, 2019

ON MY WAY - by Kimberly Denice Wyatt


by Kimberly Denice Wyatt

The road is long but I'm on my way
To find my place in a brand new day. 

Making up new dreams as I go along.
Writing down lyrics to inspiring songs. 

Getting away from stressful distractions.
Falling weak to love and all its attractions. 

Letting fate guide me and following my heart, 
Knowing this time I won't be torn apart.

I can write my story, I realize that now.
All I had to do was figure out how.

LIFE - by Sarah Leisha Schmidt


by Sarah Leisha Schmidt

Live every day as it comes to you 
Don't regret a moment of it
Otherwise it will pull you down

Smile as if there is not a worry in the world
The best feeling is when you're happy
And you don't even need to try

Laugh like you have never laughed before
Do as you will and love what you do
Never say 'sorry' for something 

For everything you do, you do for a reason
But everything happens for a reason 
Some things cannot be explained

Take life and go with it and don't look back
Don't give up on your loved ones
Or your friends

For they are your life 
And make you who you are...

ALIVE - by India R Fitzgerald


by India R Fitzgerald

She rose from ashes that were of her own 
and she decided she would begin living life the way she'd hoped. 
She had been through the storm 
so the only thing that now lied ahead of her were brighter days.

She remembered briefly what it had felt like to be happy effortlessly 
and she was in desperate need to get back to that place again. 
It wasn't impossible, she just had to believe 
and it would be faith that would have led her there.

She'd gotten down on herself some days just like the rest, 
but she was optimistic about the future. 
She carried herself with grace and her smile was delightful. 
She could brighten up your day even if she couldn't her own.

Despite what she'd been through, she was remarkably strong.
She'd been hurt but she was not becoming of her wounds. 
She knew not of her own strength.
Some even looked down upon her 
and she did not quite understand why until she would... 

She would learn soon that no matter what the battle-
she had to fight to win, 
she was already winning because she was amongst his good grace. 
He would not have let more on than she could bare. 

She began to realize that everything that was supposed to break her, 
in fact, did no such thing. 
Once she'd come to that realization, 
she knew she was going to be okay because what didn't kill her, 
only made her stronger. 

Though she'd been in doubt, she was not facing the end, 
instead she was facing a whole new beginning.


Sarah Fecteau is a Quebec artist born in Thetford Mines on August 24th 1983.

As a young girl, Fecteau develops a passion for drawing and a dedication to detail that would characterize her work up to the present.  She discovers the work of hyperrealist American artist Steve Hanks and starts painting with acrylics in a style that, while reminiscent of her spiritual mentor, show all of her feminine and Latin side as well.

At the age of nineteen, Sarah Fecteau decides that art will be her life calling and becomes a professional artist.  At that moment begins a steady and undeniable rise to success in her adopted region of Monteregie where Sarah Fecteau becomes one of the favourites at art festivals and symposiums.  Her hyperrealist style of painting reaches new art lovers every time she participates in one of those events.

By the end of the 2000 decade, Sarah Fecteau begins her cross-Canada career by having her work on display at many a Canadian major gallery.

In 2009, she is chosen to be a part of a Quebec delegation at a major art event at the Caroussel du Louvres in Paris where her work garners the attention of European art lovers.

Still in her early thirties, Sarah Fecteau is well representative of the new generation of artists and her growing success seem to promise a long and fruitful career for this sensitive artist all over the world.

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Thursday, November 14, 2019

NEVER KNEW - by Leticia Hogeda


by Leticia  Hogeda 

I never knew how much I loved you 
until the day you went away
And no matter how much I wanted to or tried, 
I just couldn't get out what I wanted to say.

I never knew how much I missed you
until the day you didn't answer your phone.
And even though I knew I wasn't...
I felt so alone.

I never knew how much I wanted to hug you
until the day you hugged me.
And it seened like that hug
could last for an eternity.

I never knew how much I longed to hear your voice
until I heard it that one night. 
And it made me feel like somehow
everything was going to be alright.

I never knew how much I loved you,
but now, I really do.
I love you so much.
And I love only you.

PROUDLY A TAILOR - by Frank Adie


by Frank Adie

I cut out pieces from a whole
And put them together to make a more valid whole
My duty is to cover the nakedness of men
And I do that every now and then
I am a professional; I am a tailor
Oftentimes I combine more than a single colour
Creativity is essential to my profession
It is really what drives the world of fashion
With my craft, I make people appear very astonishing
And such feeling is very accomplishing
Sometimes I have to come out with a draft
All in bid to perfect my craft.
I design the costumes of clowns
And make the best of wedding gowns
I am an indispensable artisan
A skilled craftsman, and not a charlatan
I am a proud producer of a basic need
For everyone irrespective of colour and creed
Most times people tend to look down on me
A common tailor is how they address me
Forgetting that a professional is neither only a lawyer nor a doctor
I am a professional craftsman; I am proudly a TAILOR.