Angel Between

Angel Between

Twin Spirits

 

Playing more with layers today, and a bunch of new brushes I created out of old rubber stamps that I carved back in the day that I discovered I could make them out of erasers. Wow! That was a day of discovery. Discovering that I could create my own brushes in Photoshop was a day like that too. Today was just a moment of play (not to downplay the value of that).

Restaurant for Birds

Restaurant for Birds

I took this photo through the window, while sitting at my computer working.  The tree was just cluttered with birdes of all kinds. It was exciting. Then, they seemed to all get their fill at the same time, and the back yard was suddenly silent except for the squirrel doing acrobatics. Perhaps there was the neighbors cat nosing about.

Slow and Steady

Slow and steady works best

when slogging through

the mud of Life


(Unless, one has perfected

tiptoeing across the top…)


Muddled and cuddled

by squishy earth and water

the stuff of dreams or nightmares


And, great for the skin

with other immediate benefits

even as it sucks you in


Just when I thought
I was too deep in mud

The water softened
revealing rocks beneath

And, sun above, cheering
cleared my way
slow and steady

And tenacity arrived
at a brighter day

Bring Out the Sun

To bring out the sun:

Sing, sing

with all your heart


Whether it be silent

on the tongue

or roaring from

your soul’s center


Let your joyousness

wreak havoc

on the dismal weather

of mind

Cloud Ponies

Cloud Ponies

Sun came romping out
so it must be tomorrow

Let’s once again lean back
and zap scuttling clouds
With thoughts of rabbits
and galloping horses
(the child’s game for serious adults)
• • •
Like islands in the sky
equines cavorting in the wind
let’s ride our ponies
Our hearts beating
like hooves of our steeds
on misty ground
over wild and untold heights

Cloud Horses

Sun came romping out
so it must be tomorrow
 
Let’s once again lean back
and zap scuttling clouds
 
With thoughts of rabbits
and galloping horses
(the child’s game for serious adults)
• • •
Like islands in the sky
equines cavorting in the wind
let’s ride our ponies
 
Our hearts beating
like hooves of our steeds
on misty ground
over wild and untold heights
Circle Woman

Circle Woman

Dancing Heart

Sensing something different
she held perfectly still
as perfectly as she could
While her dancing heart
contemplated this new
experience of transition
Intrepid dreamer
awakening to a fresh day
doe eyes drifting into focus
Riding on the hem
of vision’s misty cloak

Dancing Heart

Sensing something different
she held perfectly still
as perfectly as she could
 
While her dancing heart
contemplated this new
experience of transition
 
Intrepid dreamer
awakening to a fresh day
doe eyes drifting into focus
 
Riding on the hem
of vision’s misty cloak