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Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Monday, March 5, 2012

Silence

There is true magic in silence
You can hear and feel,your own heat beat.
experience fully the depth of your breath
And if you can silence your mind
you may even hear the whispers
messages full of answers
healing & joyful
answers

As it starts with a whisper
a clue, a book will open
you may be sitting in a diner
then you over hear a conversation containing the clue
Who would believe you found the answer
as you walked down the road.
a sign a drawing, a smile

A simple whisper would do
but no I need a truck to fall on my head
or some one to push me out of bed.
I like things the hard way

wake up
Even your hamster on a wheel
holds wisdom
You can not keep doing the same thing
over and over
try something new

watch out for all the clues
it is that simple
God will whisper in your ear
all you need to do is listen.
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Monday, July 4, 2011

Field of dreams

Wheat Field with Rising Sun, Vincent Van Gogh, 1889
 The field is full of dreams
Some of which are left unseen
The sky may never sigh
The ground is really round
Many thoughts abound
So many details
What story does this really tell ?
Could this life be an illusion
A dream and we participate  
Just images we paint
We label and describe
Do we drink in our senses
 walk around unnoticed 
As the hills howl
the sun scorches
the wind blows
Do I dare use my nose
And partake of this beautiful rose ?

Happy 4th to all .
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Monday, June 6, 2011

Magpie tail # 68 The Eye

 Look into my eye
You may see me sigh
but you will not catch me cry
Do you not see my soul
It is deep in the center of my eyes
It tells the story and will never lie
The truth is 
I am me and I am free
I will not conform
So I will never be adorn
I will just me
The way I was born to be
Wild and free

 

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Monday, May 30, 2011

A new view

Give your self a new view
We all believe we own this place
but we only borrow this space
The world is not ours to control
Mother nature has taken a toll
She reminds us this place we call home
Is hers to control
The rain is seen as an on going thing
But it is natures way of cleansing
All the chemicals away
So nature can regain its health
So. give yourself permission to look at this day 
in a whole new way. 
Take time to play
The world is renewing its self
We have no choice but to go with the flow
look at this change with new eyes
What is washed way, will become new
It was not meant to make you blue


Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Oh to John

I was not going to do the story on this man
I have spent many nights ignoring this man
He is my husbands delight
But not in my sight
I have respect for him
But how many times can you watch reruns of him ?

My husband could listen to him all day
Maybe even dream of being him all night
 Would he give me this much time of day or night
Nope :)
Not even if I road in on a horse
Or put on a fancy western dress
I could not even rope a calf
And get him to laugh
But you can say, I am his better half
I hope you do not think of this as mean
I just wish to be seen
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A poem written by me for  Blue bell books
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play. 

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Magpie 67

 OH, DEAR !
WHAT MUST I DO.
I fuss and muss
I wear my best
Yet, no one dare, give me a stare.
Must I show my slip
Or even strip
I  DARE NOT SHOW MY HIP.
These men
Do not even grin
Will my life always be this nice ?
Not one look, let alone twice
I'll show them, 
One day I will !
When I become the queen
They will never even be seen
Note:
Photo is The Banquet Scene with a Lute Player by Nicolas Tournier, 1625,
This is the first time I have ever written any thing this arrogant with humor before. But these are the words that spoke to me from the painting.

Monday, May 23, 2011

I do remember

 As my pencil flows on the paper
My thought also flow to days long gone
when things were much diffrent

Time just flew by
So now I sit here and sigh
Where did the time go
I may never know

As I sketch and paint
I admit the memory is faint
But I do remember
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Written for 
Poetry Potluck Week 36-Sketches, Images, and Impressions

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Nothing to say

So much to say
Yet nothing to say
This is my day
Am I confused ?
No I am amused

I digitally paint my life away
emotions explored
Yet I am ignored
What good is it to speak
It only makes me weak
No one listens
So I sit in silence
I write and create a life

I am in need
Yet fail to plant a seed
I do grow as he withers

So do I live a fairy tail life
No but I create one in my mind 
And paint it to give it life 

This is a new way of writing poetry for me. I have to say I kinda like it. I have stared at the image above and added to it for days. It speaks to me and send love. Yet I can not put what I feel from it into words. The girl is an image I created for Amelia on my other blog. And the back ground evolved more each day. 
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Friday, May 6, 2011

Love in the sky

 Look up to the sky
When you see a smile in the cloud
You will know it's Me

I can feel such a drain
It spreads to all though the rain
Please find your joy, Smile

 I send you my love
Threw the sky we float calmly
Dreams of peace fly bye

Put love in your heart
Share it with every one now
Soon we will all heal

As our soul sighs, awe
Love creeps in & leaves you a grin
see smile on your chin

Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Laughter



Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Through the eyes of a child

Jeremy drew this saturday
I colored it in with digital color.
This is his cartoon version of us his grandparents.

My seasons By me.
In the spring time I come alive, full of love and light.
My heart is on fire with garden thoughts, I will never tire.
Summer is ablaze with my thoughts in a daze.
Roses a bloomin and thoughts of the lake are stewing.
Fall is full of color like no other.
Winter is both, dark and light with snow.
Ice sickles growing and fires are glowing.
Snug in my blanket, I dream of spring.
Have a wonderful day and remember to laugh and play.Photobucket