Temptation

Life now moves to the rhythm of you

It dips into the flavour of my desire 

directing ripples of colour through

my black and white haze

I want to taste your music

to move inside your symphony 

where the walls cave around me

in an earthquake of ecstasy

I want to sway

to kiss the essence of your mystery

to pull it so tightly to me, all the edges

of love spill out the sides and cover me

And when I have consumed the elixir of your soul

I shall long to taste it once more ~ 

Sunstream

Painting I did (finally) for my daughter's birthday. I love how the sun appears to be cutting clear through the forest to touch the ground. It's almost passionate. I'm still working on technique ... this is something that I might decide to learn through lessons in the future. But for now, I'm happy just discovering what my limits are. 

This is another one I truly had difficulty letting go. But I know I can visit it anytime I want (and my daughter too! :P)

Autumn Leaves

 

For the Autumnal Equinox (Sept. 23, 2011)

The autumn leaves of green-turned red
Cascade through fragrant air
Spilling to earth in silent flight
While homes stand lost and bare

Blank, the sky, in pinkish hue
Filled with the escape of birds
Delivers us the sun-swept view
Untrapped by any words

Adorned in Autumn’s deepest charm
The ground prepares its slumber
Tucked away in protective sheets
Of shades in countless number

Almond bark and cinnamon
Burn pleasant in woodsy scent
Telling tales of winter’s march
When Autumn leaves are spent

Lark's Song

Perched upon some silent tree

The Lark is singing quietly

Lament for loss of feathered heart

Which sadly tore his soul apart

A song to mirror friendless skies

In hues more blue than bluest eyes

Waking all from fabled sleep

And far more sad than Willow’s weep

Though resonant and kind to ear

It grieved and broke my heart to hear

Listening, the sky turned gray

As dancing sun refused to play

And hid behind the stormy clouds

That cast the gentle earth in shroud

When suddenly the Lark’s song crowned

A note to drown all other sound

Then silence fell with deafening ache

That caused the hardest hearts to break

And as I walked, dark loneliness

Bathed in perfect emptiness

While melancholy reigned supreme

And stripped me from the land of dreams

But I would weather any pain

To hear the sad Lark’s song again

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