Tag Archive | creativity

Wish Upon A Butterfly 

This is a digital artwork I created.

This was inspired by my love of both dandelions, butterflies and the superstitions and myths that surround both.

Like wishing on a dandelion as you blow the seeds away and the myth that butterflies are the reincarnated souls of the deceased.

My image therefore could be interpreted as a wish being blown to a deceased loved one that you wish they were still here. 

It is listed here: 

Zigzy Art

Zigzy Art

I am starting my own business very soon, selling my artwork and other creations.

I am nervous about doing this and am a bit apprehensive but if I don’t it I will have wasted my life dreaming and will regret not trying.

I hope that people will like and follow my Facebook page and also my new WordPress blog for my business as the more reach I get the more chance I have of making a couple of sales.  

I will be happy to ship globally.

Please support my new venture and new chapter of my life. 
https://m.facebook.com/ZigzyArt/

I Am Red

I am a flaming rose

untamed. My heart blossoms,

flowering with love. It’s

soft yet exquisitely

thorny. Amorous it

may be in its spirit

.

and perhaps beauty

in kind, but it’s not

created with weak

crimson petals. Not

a flimsy female.

.

Perennial

it’s strength sturdy,

in a trailing

army of thorns

.

that prickle

if given

reason to.

.

I am

a red

.

rose.

.

©Jacqui Slade

Ghost Love 

You came to me in reverie

my love. A cherished memory,

I’ve visited your grave virtually

and last night you were here with me.

.

In my slumber resurrected,

with your presence. I’m protected

from my worries my spirit love

with your guidance from above.

.

You walked beside me for a while,

it was heavenly to see your smile.

Our hearts once more in dalliance

in your ghostly tarriance.

.

In the morning when I woke,

I thought of you and my heart broke.

For though you are long gone from me,

true love lasts for eternity.

.

©Jacqui Slade

Football Feasts 

Football feasts on the ego of

a multi million pound kick,

married to their own adoration

and a designer leather face.

.

Football feasts on thuggery and

the terraced baritone chanting.

Comradely resulting in

scores of hard masculine bigots.

.

Football feasts on racist banter.

Colours are strips of hatred for

the homophobic because the

game is just for real men only.

.

Football feasts on alcoholic

violence and the beaten wives

of the fanatical bullies

who rage for their team of losers.

.

©Jacqui Slade

These Boots Have Taken Me 

I have traipsed through judgment

on a sodden journey.

Its idle opinion

has followed me wearing

.

ill fitting shoes. It’s tried

blistering my soul as

it’s strutted on its own

path and mine is unknown.

.

Ignorantly it wades

in its hatred my strength.

Never will it repress

as gossips live in ruts.

.

These boots have taken me

through a hard life lesson.

I walk confidently

as I trample on their scorn.

.

©Jacqui Slade

Shades Of Orange 

Dawns rise with zest. Their

orange skies fruitful for life.

Peeling beginnings.

.

©Jacqui Slade