Wild Thing Living

Come away, O human child.
To the waters and the wild. With a faery, hand in hand.
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.
-‘The Stolen Child’ William Butler Yeats –

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Wild Thing Living

Long after fires are spent on ancient ground,

in wind that brings your voice, your smile,

there is no such thing as time, only bare feet on dew wet grass,

with

The Wild Thing Living.

Oil Painting Wild Thing Living © 2014 Teri Flynn @ Masked Native

About maskednative

There is a gazebo at the end of the garden. It overlooks the estuary. When the tide is in, sea water pools around seaweed covered rocks. The sound is peaceful, meditative. I drink an early morning coffee, listen to the birds singing morning songs, watch a spider spin his fragile life between timber beams above my head. Even in the harshest of winters, the rise and fall of tides, sun-light on water, movement of sky, cloud, moon and stars, allows an awareness of nature behind the mask of perceived reality. I offer my words and pictures in celebration and gratitude to God, for allowing me a glimpse behind the mask. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Bio: Teri Flynn was born in Wales of Welsh and Irish Parents. Educated in England, she moved to Co.Waterford, Ireland in 1997 where her Poetry has since appeared in “The Turning Tide” – an anthology of new writing from Co.Waterford. “Southward” The Journal of the Munster Literature Centre and “Imagine” The Tallow Writers Group quarterly review. Her poetry appears in “Sticky Orchard”, a group effort with Alan Garvey, Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill and grant assisted by Waterford County Council’s Arts Grant Scheme. “Listening To The Grass Grow” with Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill was published by Edward Power at Rectory press and most recently, in ‘Murmurings’, Remembering Anthony O’Neil, with Jim O’Donnell and Alan Garvey. Her poem Queen Of The Sea was included in the Chesapeake Exhibition at RUH, Bath, 2011. Figurehead Carver, Andy Peters. Photographic display of Ship’s Figurehead Carvings by Richard Sibley – http://www.tallshipsgallery.com A themed display of her oil paintings and poems entitled Cynefin, were on display in Waterford during The Imagine Festival in 2017. Cynefin-pronounced kuh-nev-in is a Welsh word meaning habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.
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14 Responses to Wild Thing Living

  1. SirenaTales says:

    Enchanting words and painting…making me feel simultaneously light and grounded… wild. Thank you for your gorgeous work. xo

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  2. j.h. white says:

    I agree with Chloe…my exact response Teri. I would be most happy to live with this painting…grow into and with it.

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    • maskednative says:

      I am quite stunned with your compliment Jana, thank you so much, and also that you speak of growing into and with it is quite extraordinary, I felt it wasn’t ‘finished’ and yet, couldn’t see what next to do, and so it seemed it was enough done, and I let it go.

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  3. Geo Sans says:

    moments
    of expanded
    space

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  4. there’s that “feel”…that bare feet on dew wet grass…the past…those moments…nice artwork, nice poetry, Teri.

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  5. Just so happy to embrace your words, your thoughts!

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  6. Beautiful and hopeful, a hint of sadness. Love the atmospheric & visceral sense of space around the image and words.

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  7. maskednative says:

    Thank you very much, love your comments.

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  8. platosgroove says:

    Now is the only possible place for bare feet dew and grass to meet. Very nice!

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