Tethered
- Bev Flynn
- Oct 29, 2018
- 1 min read

We all.. inside adapt as rain poems tethered.. to what thrills you weathered, by what fills you. We word-hide dreams of what we're sorry for so no one.. ever knows And so it goes.
Welcome.
Be the Change.
Lets begin.
Bev Flynn
Photographer
"Charleston Apparition"
has won a prize from
Bank of the James at the
Lynchburg Art Club Festival 2024!
Lynchburg is alive with creativity and art!
“People like us, we feel too deeply
consumed in shadow, this game of chance
together, surviving,
we unending dreamers
People… like us”
-Bev Flynn
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CHRISTMAS... IN JULY!
A few samples of my Christmas Wood Slice Art Ornaments!!!
Please email me at:
for purchase.
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“People like us, we feel too deeply
consumed in shadow, this game of chance
together, surviving,
we unending dreamers
People… like us”
-Bev Flynn
My words and photographs are fully copyrighted.
If you wish to share my words or photos, please credit my work. I have done many collaborations with other artists around the world... please contact me if you are interested in a collaborated project.
"My wish - to be remembered
laureled, in one's memory
I want the me, immortalized
and not some poet...
faded
my words
bare my identity, unjaded"
Bev Flynn
The World.. viewed through the eyes of a traveling Photographer and Poet
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