Brooke Cutler Arts

Where heart meets creation.

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  • Imagine

    Sometimes, I wonder if I can still write. Not just write, as in, write any old words. I mean, I sometimes wonder if I can still write fiction that peels my skin from the bone. Words I read back after… Continue reading

  • A Simple Wish

    I open my soul again and again. Has my heart been heard this time? So quietly it speaks for fear of breaking. Hear me, please. I may not carry the right words, always. But my heart is pure, my wish… Continue reading

  • Fairy Lights

    I sang about fairy lights as we drove. I remember. My tiny head bobbling about in the back seat while Mum drove us through the darkness to her weekly game of basketball. ‘I love your beautiful songs, Brooke.’ It was… Continue reading

  • Creativity Rises

    I intend to write one thing and another is born. Creativity rises. It controls me, not the other way around. The poem I’ve just written began with a feeling of being stuck. Stuck in COVID lockdown. Stuck in a middle… Continue reading

  • Dark Cupboard

    I’m in a cupboard, peeking into the light. If you looked, you’d see my eye, and I’d see you. All of you. Even your well worn Volleys. Especially those. White. (Not so white at all.) I’d smile, but you’d not… Continue reading

  • And Then The World Changed

    It’s funny, isn’t it. How we zone in on the things that happen in life that signal an ending of something and the beginning of something else. They roll on in, these momentous happenings, and soon they pass: although we… Continue reading

  • Glimmer

    Beautiful are the moments where I remember you are you, and I am me. Perfectly. Beautiful are the mornings the sun shines on cobwebby thoughts and there I see the glimmer of truth. How beautiful you are. How beautiful I… Continue reading

  • A Mysterious Animating Force

    The sweet divinity that lingers at the edge of life. Writers and artists know it well. Actors and musicians feel it within their bodies. And none of us have any clue as to what it is. Not even those who… Continue reading

  • A Beautiful Epiphany

    From the depths of the ache came a beautiful epiphany. A knowing that the day could be different, and would be different, if only I’d offer myself a brighter choice; something beautiful to fill my cup to just enough. I… Continue reading

  • Kaleidoscope Life

    The rules of love and life. So much grey, everywhere, all over the place. Cultural differences. Familial differences. How could you ever say a person is wrong in their beliefs, traditions or values? And what do you do if one… Continue reading

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