Sometimes I get really sad, And then I look up to the skyTo try and smile and laugh again,Instead of sob, or wonder why.I’m out of words, elaborate, longInstead I only have my eyesTo occupy and then distract,To laugh, instead of weep or cry.I’m no artist, nor no museI’ve just someone standing byWhile clouds and… Continue reading project look up – after
Author: Eleanor Jackson
Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.