Winter’s Artist

The budding artist that never quite blossomed into fame is that eccentric old woman. I am her and she is me and the hardest part about being her is accepting her. Once active hands and mind used to create things of beauty now, often lie in rest or are consumed with self-care. However, that eternal … More Winter’s Artist


Welcome to the menagerie of my mind! Collection I have traversed time to find! Untamed creatures a one of every kind! Circus of dreams ideas in passion I bind! My wild imagination I sent to be refined; High Def exaggeration in story entwined; Dash o’ rose hint o’ lime polished shined! This, my life’s work … More Menagerie

The Meaning of Color

The weaving of chartreuse and lavender is a matter of opinion, A controversy over the many shades of spring! Summer moods are translated through subtle hues of vermillion, Passion’s peak of heat that red-oranges bring! Autumn sets color free speech in primary hues of truth dominion, Enter souls by eye-gate beauty inspire to sing! Color … More The Meaning of Color


What if I have written it all away? All those important things I had to say, And my creative mind fades in aging?   Should this old woman sit silent? Observing only, as life’s passions relent? And ambitions fray beyond assuaging?   Is this the day I’ve become irrelevant? A life of experience now, an … More Irrelevant?

The Artist

On a sunny day my thoughts are lifted high Stretched relaxed peacefully adrift in an azure sky High pressure is my delight! On a cloudy day my thoughts plummet to the earth Heavy leaden weights of dusty sorrow bereft of mirth Low pressure is my fright.   On a warm summer day my pain melts … More The Artist

Fire of Culture

Colors bend, weave, and then fold… Ideas lift, sift, and then turn all gold! Meaning imbedded by truth so bold! A story is born, then grows to unfold… From the mind’s misty shadows told. Written down in a fashion to be sold, Print on young heart new mind mold. Dreams, legends, all tales long retold, … More Fire of Culture

Tune of Heart

Oh! Listen to the new tune playing upon my heart! It’s light as feather stirred by emotional weather… Lifts by the sun; drifts with moon; love to impart! Sets dreams aquiver, light of inspiration to deliver… Dips down in a sad swoon, dream-despairing-heart… Melancholy blue savor, open Door for sad-believer… Breath of Life re-stirs my … More Tune of Heart

Truth is Action

What is this quietude of thought I don’t recognize? Is there nothing left for me to say? Did I work so long and now this truth I must realize? There’s nothing new to be written anyway? All’s been said before with no new method to merchandize, Truth.   My life I spent thinking I must … More Truth is Action

Art’s Obsession

Beauty, my obsession, elusive resplendent bird… Why do tell… are you of such great importance to me? The mere lightning-flash of your bright wing… And I tremble! Leave me a gasp without a word… By a mere blue glint, a flash! As you vanish in a tree! Excitement overwhelms me… I feel I must sing! … More Art’s Obsession

Artistic Joy

I want to go to that Heavenly land where poetry is borne on lilac perfume. And heart-felt prose flow in mighty rivers of sparkling-clean, ideal dreams. That golden refuge that houses my muse whom I love, cherish, and adore! Ah, splendid solitude! Lost in sacred act of weaving ideas on creative loom; Retrieving Truth from … More Artistic Joy