more art and heart
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Posted:May 18, 2019 6:36 pm
Last Updated:Nov 11, 2021 3:22 am 7796 Views
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with in my art there is apart of my heart for with my art goes my passion,,,, sometimes it is very simple.. even when it is just a start.
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at ropes end
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Posted:May 16, 2019 3:51 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2019 11:35 am 4021 Views
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when ate the end your thinking i got this ... one final touch you think... and whammmmmmmmmmmmm it happens to much white....... or is it?? you tell
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updates and new starts
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Posted:May 15, 2019 12:26 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2019 11:39 am 2637 Views
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outlines for new chapter when the one is still being written
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the unwritten words
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Posted:May 13, 2019 2:28 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 1:49 pm 2285 Views
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As with adding word to a poem, cab change the whole poem itself
Adding texture, relief work to a painting can change what one sees and feels.
this is still unfinished
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Mask
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Posted:May 1, 2019 4:50 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 1:49 pm 1756 Views
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Behind this mask, tears have fallen
Behind this mask, there is
Behind this mask , there is safety
Behind this mask, fears are hidden
Behind this mask is the real
Lift it away and see what it has been protecting
my mask, my shield
my mask, it blinds not
my mask it allows to see things differently
my mask is not a material thing
my mask sees who I am, inside
my mask sees deep into my soul
my mask completes I part of that I can not
what is my mask? Can you see it? Can you feel it? Could my mask be the one I am looking for?
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WInter's breath
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Posted:Dec 4, 2018 11:19 am
Last Updated:Feb 22, 2019 6:59 am 2392 Views
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Upon the breath of winters cold, calls the winter birds on to another
upon winter's breath its whispers it's warning of beware
To those who listen will live, to those who do not will surly die
be not deaf to winters warning for it will come as it see to
it needs no blanket of snow, no garland of ice on the trees bare
Sun's heat lulled and dulled, little comfort giving
upon the winds her breath does play, flight she does take
her furry unleashed upon the land below with wings tipped with snow and ice
The wolf howls shivering with in her blankets of cold,
her breath freezes what it may, be it by land, water, or air
the living huddled down, hoping for warmer times but still she lingers
Winter she sings from her mountain tops, swopping down into the valleys and plains
Oh beware of her warning for cunning is she, that winter for apron her breath your death could be
for even the smallest opening her breath will find and chill you to your last warm breath
she will creep into places unknown, chilling the hottest of blood, chilling the warmest of fires
beware of winters breath of that in which it stirs upon it wings in flight
huddle down and be on guard for the snow and ice her wings leave behind while in flight
is a beautiful sight with the glimmer of sunlight abreast
tantalizing as that maybe be ware winters breath
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In my time of Need
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Posted:Nov 12, 2018 12:43 pm
Last Updated:Dec 4, 2018 11:22 am 2297 Views
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I was at a real low earlier but something happened to change that. I was told of a family in need, the father had recently passed away and the mother is waiting for her first paycheck the family would run out of food before she got paid. My , adopted and i decided to help out. Thanks to my couponing and stocking up we were able to go to our pantry and freezer and give this family (father was a golf vet)... today being veterans day too.... a week's worth of food. what that family will never know is how much i really needed to do this. I have been feeling pretty unneeded lately, this helped me realize that even when I feel like i'm not needed or want... someone, somewhere needs me or wants me sometimes it will be in ways i don't expect. I am humbled by being able to help overjoyed that i did, may this family be blessed for helping me in a time that i needed it. I know it may not seem like much to some, but it meant so much to me. Reminds me that thing happen in their own time, until then i need to be patient and not give up hope. From this experience i also gained strength from ability to think of someone else besides me when i'm down, yet the wisdom to know i could help when the time was right, today was that time, lastly it gave me the seed of Thankfulness, not of things i have in my life or even people, but being of service to another without thought of reward or repayment whatsoever
and that's what i needed most of all. SO this year I am going to be thankful for not just my family and friends but for those who touch my life in ways they will never know.
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As I Weep
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Posted:Nov 12, 2018 7:30 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 1:49 pm 1934 Views
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I can't believe it has been almost ten years since she has past away, leaving a deep hole in my heart, Thanksgiving will be that ten year anniversary, The dreams of the night are back full force. We were going to have a regular Thanksgiving this year.... not sure if i can do it but yet it is not fair to my family not to ( my and other ).Some days the pain is just soooooooooooo strong and I want to be weak, but i can't. No one sees the tears behind the smile, hide it deep and hide it well, so no one can see the pain of a mother who lost a , she died on the holiday she loved most, Thanksgiving. Today is one of those day I just want to breakdown and weep. I want to be held and told it is ok to cry, to hurt, but on one is here, I site here as the four walls seem to close in on me. I want her back with me so i can tell her how i love her, to have her sit with me and paint while she sings. She was my storm, my whirlwind, my ...... I could be stabled a thousand times and it not hurt as much as losing her has and still does, it is a never healing, the pain lessens on good days and other day such as today............the pain is overwhelming. SO i will wipe away the tears and tell myself everything will be ok, I will smile when I want to scream. I am strong, I tell myself, I have to be.... there is only me. Don't let anyone know your broken they wont want you, they cant see the part that hurts. When deep down you just want the pain to stop, there is no cure, there is no medicine, no kissing the ouchie. You face it, you deal with it, you cry, you vent , YOU HURT until your numb again. SOme days you don't fell the pain but that is not this day, so you take it little at a time, trying to hold it together for just a few seconds, maybe a few mins.......... and so on. Right now in this moment even the happiest of memories hurt so bad, but i can not cry, she would not want that. I need to remember she is at peace even as bad as i want her here with me. Her spirit never far from me, i still want to hear her voice, see her smile once more..... I am a mother i weep inside.
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