Beneath it All

underneath it all
lies our earthly remnants
scattered around
bits and pieces
glittery, transparent, translucent and dim
drips of silver and celadon
shards of purple lilac rain
notes of melodic romantic bliss
that entrance us wholly
poets of an earlier age
that told of heroes and stalwart women
and those of now
that look within us
sly wolf eyes upon us
owls from the trees that swoop down
and pierce us and take us away
to nowhere and everywhere
animals tell us where we’ve been
and where we’re going
to nowhere and everywhere
i can tell you now
I’m going to the moon
where chocolate tastes like ice

Pussycats Painting

I love the way Sandra illustrates animals.  If you want to check out more of her work,  check out the following link:   Sandra Boynton, Artist

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I love this drawing by Sandra Boynton!   The composition is dynamic. She uses 6 or so colors to illustrate this piece.  I like the different positions of the two cats.  The “girl” cat is focused on preciseness whereas the “boy” cat is dancing on top of the paper.  This cartoon says a lot about the whimsy of cats and also makes a statement about the differences between girls and boys as they’re learning to do tasks.  That’s not always so clear cut, of course.  It also illustrates different styles of painting/drawings. One type is a person that likes to “paint within the lines.”  Another type just likes to “let it all hang out.”  Go with the flow.  Both styles are important and appropriate; it depends on what kind of image you’re working on and how you feel at the moment.

 

Two Wolves in a Balkan Castle

PTDC0271This piece is based on a photograph of a Serbian castle.  I was in Sante Fe, New Mexico, in December, a couple of years ago.  Since I was in New Mexico, I started thinking about wolves again.  I like the watercolor because you can see the sky through one of the windows.  I also like the two perspectives of the wolves.

I Heard They Were Blown Away

When i heard they were blown away
Didn’t realize that they meant it literally
It was bits and pieces of flesh
torn away
Little pieces torn from brains 
Bit of eyes lying in the corners
Next to a book of poems
Of Emily Dickinson’s Sunflowers
Poems they’d been reading
They’d never read again

When I heard they’d been blown away again
Thought it meant they were just dead
Then I realized that they were reading
A Psalm about Peace and Healing and Love
And that’s when they were felled
Like Trees
The papers dotted with blood
Their fingers spattered across the room

When I heard the news the 3rd time
I realized that it was a ditto
Of what I’d heard before
The kid had been a problem
The police knew it
His classmates knew it
Their parents knew it for sure
The legislators knew what could happen
They’re captive to their greed

When I think about this
I think
VOTE THEM OUT!

Vote Them Out!

When i heard they were blown away
Didn’t realize that they meant it literally
It was bits and pieces of flesh
torn away
Little pieces torn from brains
Bit of eyes lying in the corners
Next to a book of poems
Of Emily Dickinson’s Sunflowers
Poems they’d been reading
They’d never read again
 
When I heard they’d been blown away again
Thought it meant they were just dead
Then I realized that they were reading
A Psalm about Peace and Healing and Love
And that’s when they were felled
Like Trees
The papers dotted with blood
Their fingers spattered across the room
 
When I heard the news again about being blown away
I realized that the news was a ditto
Of what I’d heard before
The kid had been a problem
The police knew it
His classmates knew it
Their parents knew it for sure
The legislators knew what could happen
They’re captive to their greed
 
When I think about this
I think
VOTE THEM OUT!