I came to you a broken man
You filled my heart with joy
I came to you lost without a home
You opened your doors and welcomed
With shakes and quakes I came at all hours of the day and night.
You always gave me shelter.
Through rain and pain you gave me comfort.
Through fear and flight I gave you hope and a kind word.
To: All and anyone reading this post I wanted to say thank you. You truly have no idea how much my WP community means to me:
9 month 2 weeks 639 followers
1030 posts 13.5k comments
And it hasn’t even been a full year.
I started this blog out of a need. A need to not be alone in my life, I’ve never have had a blog or online presence before. I was alone and scared with my Parkinson’s all I had was my art yet not a single person to share it with. I had pain and PD and paint. Now I can add people to the list which has given me again more hope and joy in my life than many of you could ever fathom. So while I can, let me give thanks. I give thanks to you. The people that take the time to comment, reply, interact and be a part of this experience with me.
On bended knee with all the love and strength I have. Thank you I never would have stayed if it wasn’t for you.
Benjamin M. Prewitt
Painter,poet,warrior and friend.
Time flys when your up to your eyes balsa in paint. I was shocked how much time had gone by and then by what felt like so little accomplished. I’ve been to develop some depth and tonal distinction within this piece. I hope the day has been treating everyone with kindness and love today. So far:
All the same painting just bits and pieces of it to share.
**To be clear this is not a sad post if you take one thing away from “tomorrow never comes” is please live for today!!
When writing this blog I’ve learned a lot about myself the good, bad and ugly. But with this type of site it requires me to be very honest with not only my views but myself. Thank you for letting me grow through this medium and supporting in these ever changing time of my life.
Studio time a bit later
Much love, in your life. Be brave. Be bold. Thrive in all you do.
As the sun rose I’m left with traces of you
Glimmers of my past, a sweet taste of love long since changed by time.
My heart takes me to that place where we used to meet, thorns not thickets and petals soft as silk.
We were just children then
I remember the taste of your cherry gloss kisses
And my boyish smile , so brave so bold.
Nights of house and let’s pretend
So many what ifs
Now all grown with family’s of our own
Time has changed it all, except one small place in my heart where the roses always grow.
I’ve loved you since before the hands of time found their way to the light of day
I met you once on a desert vast were the earth was hard and made of clay
I’ve loved you since I was a small child with shy eyes and a silly grin
I’ve seen your soul on the palm of my hand where the lines cross but never meet
I’ve loved you since the age of sages and Sanskrit
You with your bows and pretty laces.
Our eyes met on a fleeting train, in the rain in Spain or was it Paris I forget but I never forgot
I’ve held you in my soul waiting for the lines on my hands to meet.
I’ve loved you all of my days.
Hope you enjoyed tonight version of midnight music. To all good morning, goodnight and good afternoon.
May the world be kind to you, take you in its arms and be gentle and forgiving and you to it.
As I lay me down to sleep I pray The Lord my bones to keep.
Wrap them tight in angels wings
Hear the trumpet how it sings
A tune of love and loss of such
For the brace of lovers touch
A simple kiss to seal the wish
That sleep…..will come to my side.
Take these burdens, shakes and things.
And wrap them tight in angels wings.
I give you all a soul to steal
keep it gentle for it reveals
all its hopes, thoughts and dreams
in paint and prose of complex things
Until another part of the day..
Be brave, be bold and thrive in your life
As the night clears from my head I find that I’m lost, Traces of you left in my bed. The lingering touches from the night before Leaving me wanting……evermore To have you in this life as I’ve had you before … Continue reading →