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Self-portait Painting Sanda Berar

Self Portrait

I turn my back on this frosty morning

Stubbornly licking my insincere tears

I am not to be comforted by the weary and old

Rude and common, threadbare in the age of riches

Stirring wind in our pots of gold

Not fit to beg on a church's steps

Not presentable enough to step out in the street

I hang my head like a child

Finding himself in the crook of an arm

His legs still kicking and raising the dust

That never settles his wild refuse I wait to be gathered in these unwanted arms

Already vibrating around me like an aura

Making the taste of my wantonness exquisite

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// A poem by Oana Rusu Tomai

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March 2021

Acrylic and Oil on canvas

Dreams Painting Sanda Berar

Dreams

The distance between how I thought my life would be and how it came to be, I don't know to calculate it. ....

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Random Thoughts: The distance of dreams (sandadiary.blogspot.com)

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January 2022

Acrylic on canvas

Blindfolded Painting Sanda Berar

Blindfolded

In the country of blindness

Having eyes is serious offence

Keen eyed is advised to wear blinkers

 

// Haiku by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

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February 2022

Acrylic on canvas 

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Silenced Painting Sanda Berar

Silenced

Deafening Silence (Haiku)
Quietly, I lie
In the deafening silence
As it - shouts to me.

Walterrean Salley

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March 2022 

Acrylic on canvas

Hope Painting Sanda Berar

Hope

Close your eyes, see me. That’s where I hope to remain. Resting in your mind.

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// Haiku, Sara J.

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March 2022

Acrylic on canvas

Broken Painting Sanda Berar

Broken

She could be
the Beauty and the Beast
a Sinner or the Priest
the Hunger and the Feast
Could she be

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March 2022

Acrylic on canvas

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Pieces

You don't know this new me; I put back my pieces differently 

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December 2022

Acrylic on canvas paper, digitalized version

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