Speak Your Dreams
Listen to my words
Dreams are not illusions
They bring love to the sad
And light to eyes
Searching for solutions
Speak your dreams
Expose them to the light
Give life to those images
That bring calm
And shelter through the night
Speak your dreams
Risk that they may rust
Break through that fear
Or they die
Drowning in the dust
Go to sleep tonight
Close your eyes knowing
The heart may be at rest
But dreams ready for a voice
Are still flowing
Dreams are not illusions
They bring love to the sad
And light to eyes
Searching for solutions
Speak your dreams
Expose them to the light
Give life to those images
That bring calm
And shelter through the night
Speak your dreams
Risk that they may rust
Break through that fear
Or they die
Drowning in the dust
Go to sleep tonight
Close your eyes knowing
The heart may be at rest
But dreams ready for a voice
Are still flowing
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Modern Abstracts
"Priscilla's Dream"
"Bouquet of Colors"
"Abstract In Nature"
"Under The Baltic Sea"
"Tiny Little Dancing Flowers"
A Traveler's Postcard
Wish you were here
To see what I see
One hundred raindrops
basting under the morning sun
clinging to the evergreen
across the garden
a parade of aromas and colors
flowers in bloom
oh, beautiful flowers
The sky
a reflection of the sea
a blue I have never seen
bright as bright can be
yes, bright as bright can be
The wind
gently gathering the leaves
like a shepherd
rounding up his sheep
rounding beautiful woolly sheep
Wish you were here
to hear what I hear
From every window
sweet melodies of song birds
cascading songs of love birds
pure harmony
oh, pure harmony
The children
playing in the streets
their laughter
echoe in the wind
like a piano in a rainforest
a song lively and strong
yes, very lively
Wish you were here
to feel what I feel
A heart
happy and full of love
content but missing you so much
wishing you were by my side
wishing you were here
To see what I see
One hundred raindrops
basting under the morning sun
clinging to the evergreen
across the garden
a parade of aromas and colors
flowers in bloom
oh, beautiful flowers
The sky
a reflection of the sea
a blue I have never seen
bright as bright can be
yes, bright as bright can be
The wind
gently gathering the leaves
like a shepherd
rounding up his sheep
rounding beautiful woolly sheep
Wish you were here
to hear what I hear
From every window
sweet melodies of song birds
cascading songs of love birds
pure harmony
oh, pure harmony
The children
playing in the streets
their laughter
echoe in the wind
like a piano in a rainforest
a song lively and strong
yes, very lively
Wish you were here
to feel what I feel
A heart
happy and full of love
content but missing you so much
wishing you were by my side
wishing you were here
Leaves
When SPRING leaves fall
They are kissed by a breeze
When SUMMER leaves fall
They are burned by the sun
When AUTUMN leaves fall
They dance as they drop
When WINTER leaves fall
They freeze in mid-air
Until a breeze kisses them away
They are kissed by a breeze
When SUMMER leaves fall
They are burned by the sun
When AUTUMN leaves fall
They dance as they drop
When WINTER leaves fall
They freeze in mid-air
Until a breeze kisses them away
Love Note
I heard a love note from the sea
A gently whispered breeze
And I blushed
Thinking it was for me
But it was not
This love note was for she
She who lights the sky at night
How embarrassed I became
So I ran and hid behind a tree
Then an apple fell on me
No doubt
I thought
A love note from the tree
A gently whispered breeze
And I blushed
Thinking it was for me
But it was not
This love note was for she
She who lights the sky at night
How embarrassed I became
So I ran and hid behind a tree
Then an apple fell on me
No doubt
I thought
A love note from the tree
What is Art?
Several times I have been asked for my definition of art. I have often struggled to come up with a clever answer, but in the end, each individual will have his or her own meaning of art.
I believe art can encourage dialogue. Artists communicate with the world more passionately and truthfully through the work they create. I believe art can inspire and influence. Art lets the viewer experience what artists see, what they do, who they love, how they feel, and why they are. Art, and the process of creating it, can give confidence to an artist's spirit--a spirit that otherwise may be paper-thin and translucent.
I believe art heals. It breaks down stereotypes, encourages diversity, and stimulates the mind. It can bring calm to the tormented and joy to the disheartened.
I believe art can change the world. When nothing else matters, I am an artist because I want to make changes to this world, too.
I believe art can encourage dialogue. Artists communicate with the world more passionately and truthfully through the work they create. I believe art can inspire and influence. Art lets the viewer experience what artists see, what they do, who they love, how they feel, and why they are. Art, and the process of creating it, can give confidence to an artist's spirit--a spirit that otherwise may be paper-thin and translucent.
I believe art heals. It breaks down stereotypes, encourages diversity, and stimulates the mind. It can bring calm to the tormented and joy to the disheartened.
I believe art can change the world. When nothing else matters, I am an artist because I want to make changes to this world, too.
"Unity Of The Three Sisters"
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