Tuesday, October 27, 2015

On enchanted road..

in passing crimson lane
adorned with noble oaks
down comes October rain
to lovely memories evoke
as fallen waters reflect
each step taken together
two happy hearts connect
dreaming of their future
holding the other's hand
they see charming colors
conjuring a vision grand
with secrets to uncover
they continue to tread
on enchanted road ahead

//inspired by a painting dated October 25, 2015

Sunday, October 18, 2015

The mourning brook...


through the chains of morning fog
pierce those autumn falling rays
flowing waters gently kiss a log
like a lover on fallen hero's face
as scarlet leaves honor the woods
torn with grief and silent sorrow
even the mercurial time still stood
like there would be no tomorrow
stirring scene that touches the soul
of tiny pebbles and enduring rocks
when one hears the church bells toll
for the shepherd lost one from his flock
not one to be beaten back by strife
the mourning brook moves ahead in life...

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

bold dreams...


On this beautiful October day
as yellow canaries love to sway
bold dreams on open canvas rise
from colors borne in hazel eyes
those happy hands full of hopes
reveal outlines in rapid strokes
as emerald meadows kiss the fence
a tender wind embraces incense
in gazing at the snow-capped peaks
she wonders what is that she seeks
beckon those far and distant shores
in search of that something more
behold her finish this latest art
unlocking a secret from her heart


Friday, April 17, 2015

art from the flames...




when crimson dirt rises high
from mounds of twigs and hay
beneath a canopy of clear sky
a village belle stirs her clay
O! allure of the falling veil
that reflects fire of her face
stoic hands endure this trial
while her toddler nearby plays
as glass bangles shine resolve
to ignite her fledgling dream
moist pieces of earth evolve
as part of some grand scheme
inspiring art from the flames
yet she remains without a name

Friday, April 10, 2015

the dance of the royal swan...



as a fading sun kisses the lake
she glides with beauty and poise
wild waters emerge from their wake
to behold one of life's great joys
beckons a queen with silver span
humming a tune saved for valentine
as falling reeds embrace such elan
my heart beats to her rhythm divine
reflect those cyan eyes a hope inside
cross the boughs lies a crimson dawn
O! merry blue birds are mesmerized
through the dance of this royal swan
as gold daffodils sway in ways arcane
in vacant dreams she will come again