I learned to love to paint. My hands trembled the first time I picked up the brush. The lack of color left my thoughts white and afraid to be coated. Today, as always, I question what my paint palette should be. I wonder what color fancies my heart? I once dreamed of names for myContinue reading “Courting My Heart”
The dance of life -Edvard Munch 1899-1900 Since the beginning of time man yearned to hold bare hands grabbing the void. Who knows where thoughts descend knowledge within himself? boulders resting on shoulders. Rocks for sitting and moving and groaning time expanding and growing, infinitely exploding. Plans from a power unseen acknowledging humanity’s innocence greenContinue reading “Origins”
Molecules strung together like spun sugar. Licking her lips, anticipation. A rocky start to a great marriage. Craggy coastline of her figure Pock marks from all the jabs. Time has a way to weigh her down.
Forgiveness moves obstacles away; resolute duty brings purpose, radical hope brings beauty, promised love brings sacrifice. in other words… your eyes brighten skies; swiftly tilting sea legs on the horizon shows our future endeavors grow.