TRAVELING MOM

TRAVELING MOM     wood mobile by Candace Knapp
8 inches x 25 inches x  8 inches    Photo Bjorn Andren        

TRAVELING MOM

Don’t get me wrong.
I love my family.
It’s just that there are places I need to go
and things I need to do.
The sky is a vast blue ocean
that pulls me out of myself.
I can’t be small anymore
I have to do it...
to sail these airy currents
to drink the sun
to find what has been waiting for me
since the beginning of time.

But it’s ok.
I am a big ship now.
I can take you with me
close your eyes.
Can you feel yourself lifted,
just a little?
We go where light has no horizon
where thoughts turn into music
and our long cherished dreams
meet us face to face
give a little kiss
and dissolve into laughter.
What was I thinking?
I can’t be small anymore.
There are places I need to go
and things I need to do.

FLOWER

FLOWER       wood sculpture by Candace Knapp 
26 inches x 14 inches x 10 inches   Photo Bjorn Andren   
 
FLOWER

I crawled out and spread my leaves last week.
It felt so good.
I could just feel my fruit ripening
on those long sunny afternoons.
I stay in my spot.
The wind passes by,
the night slides over me,
the rains come and go.
I am just here contemplating my fate
The sun is my everything.
I turn my leaves to face it,
stretch for it,
wait for it to appear
and cherish it’s warmth.
One question burns inside of me.
Does the sun see me?
Does it even know that I am here?

I think about this all the time.
Last night I heard something
I think the stars were whispering
something about me.
Maybe I am getting closer
to the answer.


















 

HEY LITTLE GIRL

HEY LITTLE GIRL      Drawing by Candace Knapp                
 27 inches x  35 inches   Photo Bjorn Andren

HEY LITTLE GIRL

I can make you feel real good for a moment, or two.
Isn’t that all that matters ?
I’ll give you a rush you will never forget !
That mom in the corner
crying...
don’t look at her,
she’ll hold you back.
What does she know?
“Do what you wanna do, go where you wanna go
with whomever you wanna to do, do it with...”
Whose your daddy now?
You can have it all !
You’re mine.
I own you.
Do NOT listen !
Didn’t I tell you ?
Do not listen to the silver flute
ringing in your heart
singing a lone sweet silvery song
curling and whirling into space
reaching for the stars
caressing all your fondest hopes and dreams
as they drift silently on the evening breeze.
DO NOT !!!!
Follow me
I can make you feel real good
for a moment or two.