Brushes at the ready, Add some luscious greens, Blending all together, Building up the scene, Add some drying grasses, A touch of bare now things, Now some color splashes, The Autumn changes bring, A bit of brown on edges, The bleed softens the trees, A water color painting, Nature’s changes freeze. ————— This isn’t aContinue reading “Painting Autumn, A Process Poem”
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H-A-U-N-T-E-D F-O-R-E-S-T, A Pictureless Poem
Headed deep into the wood, Around us it grew dark, Up ahead a stranger stood, No others in this park, Turned to us, his face a mask, Eyes were glowing red, Dripped some blood into a flask, Filled our cores with dread, Over head a mist moved in Rolled along the ground, Echoes of aContinue reading “H-A-U-N-T-E-D F-O-R-E-S-T, A Pictureless Poem”
Eye of Mine, A Stream of Conciousness Poem
Drawn by my hand, Scratched in the sand, Cast forth some lines, This eye of mine, Starts to emerge, Now on the verge, Makes quite a scene, What does it mean, Place to begin, From deep within, Just trace them now, Get lost some how, Into the task, Reveals the mask, Of who you are,Continue reading “Eye of Mine, A Stream of Conciousness Poem”
Deals With Grim, A Rhyming Monstrousity
Listen close, a tale I have, you’ll want to hear it through, I think it may, just might one day, also save you too, You see it happened, the other night, the ghost of death he came, Grim Reaper himself, my soul to take, I offered him a game, We played it quick, victor IContinue reading “Deals With Grim, A Rhyming Monstrousity”