Category Love
Truth Finds a Way
A hall of repeating patterns revealed Lines, squares, columns and capitals Straight, undulating, solo, combined Define our world in shapes and lines Like Booker’s seven basic story plots Shapes and line are limited and finite Until magical combination, creation World shown new, never seen before A secret we search for throughout life Our imperfect combinations […]
Expansion
Taiko drumming Vast energy I feel it Through the floor Below me Hear it, too Though I sit A floor below I hear it Filtered through Talk and chatter People passing Brief snippets To interpret As if my own Piercing shrieks Children Laughter, love After nothing Nothing after For artist, writer Creatives all Seeing […]
These Moments
All of the things we do and say All the places we choose to play If working or not, stand or fall All these moments define us all
Either One
We all know deep in our heart Some will stay and some depart Either one you might wish well Conversely, tell either go to hell
And Then
I’ll meet you At the coffee bar, She said, So, I sit Wait Observe Play what if Bufano cat Keeps watch With me Crouching over Pink cyclamen A coated woman Waves But not at me Nor for me Husband returns Sits in a seat His wife Relinquishes His, a call Of nature Or His […]
Whether Stranger or Guest
The firmament piles dark on dark in the east Dark clouds harried by storms from the west If we are stranger at the feast, honored guest All will stand equal when we are laid to rest
Chances We Take
Lotto, street crossings or driving at speed Chances taken for what we think we need Neither going faster, slower or in between I cannot express exactly what that means We should choose to travel deeper inside To determine all the places where we hide Frightening, yet more rewarding than lotto Still some get stoned, spend […]
Be
The wonders Of museums Uninitiated cannot Understand Dark night Illuminated Life filled A mother’s love An old woman’s Quiet moment Patient, meditative Reflection Snow-covered land Weary rest Looking within To see the future What she hopes She will see Husband or child Gone Ahead, before Not yet returned From day’s labors Night carousing Lonely watch […]
Happy New Year
My final painting of 2015 11 x 14 Oil on Cradled Birch Rembrandt in the Raw (Ground pigment in a Netherlands’windmill) Happy New Year to everyone in the world. May the most we hope for, be the least that we receive. Art will be added to Fine Art America in 2016
Night Watch
Written after attending a choral concert. Oh, let their voices fill me with their hope and love The melancholy, joy, hushed, rich full expectation Transported upon notes, sweets percussive chimes Sailing over sweet strings, wave break, wind-full sail Terra firma seen nowhere within our restless vision Must trust the melody and bass beam underpinning Unknown […]
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