painting my own
Kandinsky circles
muted colors
orbit round & round
a la Billy Preston
in the dark, wee hours of the night
thoughts molding intent —
jagged mind-shapes,
hazards pursued
by uncompromising notions,
weary hearts & souls
seeking resolutions,
somehow content both while at rest
and at war
a quiet plenitude
now comes the rain
tall grasses & flowers swoon
in its loveliness,
leaning in to the grace
of its gentle lines
summery
mystery dahlia —
first bud,
eager anticipation
for any & every color
under the sun
insanity
our zoo membership first outing,
an early morning adventure
*
9:15 & the parking lot
already a chaotic tangle
*
legions of little ones
tiny tots, all those eager faces!
*
moms & dads, the grands too
pushing strollers, single
*
and double-wide,
tricked-out wagons, very chic
*
so much to see & we haven’t yet
even stepped inside the gate
slow it down
mental acumen
no longer quite as crisp
*
the world is a cage
filled with angry beasts
snarling, clawing, grasping
through thick iron bars
*
walk on by, Julie
walk on by
pencil sketch
69 ½
so. I’ve gone a little manic.
a little out of focus.
unfocused.
blitzed.
renderings
watercolor smears
streaks of orange
the boisterous pinks,
daubs of indigo
a conglomeration
of viridian green
and knotty pine
eyes on the prize
~ after Mary Oliver
i know it’s not easy
but try not to worry or fret
*
exert yourself in the pursuit
of your own joyful passions
*
remain open
to what is yet to come
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learn to embrace
this life you’ve been gifted
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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