Red orange yellow green blue indigo violet
cascade ribbons of melodic
concatenation through golden-lit senses,
igniting pigments of imagination.
8/3/13
As well as painting and sculpture, I love to write. An idea flashes in front of me and I grab pad and pencil and write, then hone it on the computer. It's simply fun to play with words whether in poetry or prose. Of course, as with anyone in the arts, the intent is communicating and hope the images reach the reader.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Artist's Eye
Is it the discerning artist's eye that
creates new spaces with color
or the discerning soul of a master
so vast as to perceive other universes,
rearrange them into beauty,
even invent them for others to have
brief respite from the physical.
8/7/13
creates new spaces with color
or the discerning soul of a master
so vast as to perceive other universes,
rearrange them into beauty,
even invent them for others to have
brief respite from the physical.
8/7/13
A Life of Pleases
a gaggle of geese
a litter of kittens
a flock of peacocks
a chirp of giggles
a swarm of bees
a cuddle of wiggles
a tickle of teases
a puddle of riddles
a life of pleases
8/4/13
a litter of kittens
a flock of peacocks
a chirp of giggles
a swarm of bees
a cuddle of wiggles
a tickle of teases
a puddle of riddles
a life of pleases
8/4/13
Honeysuckle Dream
How pleasant it would be
to be inhaled by a honeysuckle blossom,
slide into its honeysweet scent down to its bottom,
share its nectar with hummingbirds and bees,
sway with it in a cool spring breeze,
languish until soul-full of its succulent gift,
fling from its petals to gently drift
into another honeysuckle dream.
5/9/13
to be inhaled by a honeysuckle blossom,
slide into its honeysweet scent down to its bottom,
share its nectar with hummingbirds and bees,
sway with it in a cool spring breeze,
languish until soul-full of its succulent gift,
fling from its petals to gently drift
into another honeysuckle dream.
5/9/13
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