Wednesday, March 31, 2021

...On Poetry and Fiction – Just “One Word” Away (Portrait)

 

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            One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Portrait”.

       


 

Portrait


She was living on a wall

above a fireplace

in a strange house I had visited

A family house; part of an Estate

 

I walked past her, when our eyes locked

She was young

She was beautiful

She was mystifying

 

This Portrait of a stranger captivated me

I continued to stare

To stare deeply into her sparkling blue eyes

Eyes which held all of her secrets

- Was she smiling? Was she crying?

- Was she happy? Was she sad?

- Was she trying to tell me something?

 

I placed my hand upon hers

which she held below her chin

Her dark hair fell softly upon her shoulders

Her red lips anxious to speak

I felt electricity run through my body

She reached out to me

Reached out in a bizarre way

Yet I felt the connection -

 

She once lived in this house

Her Spirit echoed about…

and although youthful in the Portrait

and ageless in my mind,

She was as old as this stately abode

 

Then suddenly “he” crept up behind me;

A distant cousin I had recently met

He tapped my shoulder with his hand

and introduced me to her -

“This is your Great Grandmother”

 

…Our eyes locked once again -

Yet, this time, she smiled back at me

and I felt our hearts beat as one…

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR                                                      

            A Portrait of someone special brings them to life through a painting. Living or deceased, their personality, smile, characteristics, and sheer essence are represented through color and brushstrokes. If you stare closely into their eyes, you will see their soul, feel their happiness, experience their sadness, know their pain, touch their heart and vice versa. It’s a magical connection through skillful artistry.

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Wednesday, March 10, 2021

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Monday, March 8, 2021

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Monday, March 1, 2021

...On Poetry and Fiction - Just "One Word" Away (Autumn)

 

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            One word becomes one idea, becomes one sentence, becomes one poem, becomes one story. It must start from just “one word”. Today my one word is “Autumn”.

 

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                                                                    AUTUMN


            Of All the Seasons, Autumn is the most beautiful…When Summer evolves into Autumn, the beauty of that season speaks to us. It speaks to us through color. We are surrounded by vibrant hues of red, yellow, orange and gold leaves beneath our feet. We can hear their crisp crackle with every step. It is the season of apples and pumpkin spice, long walks on happy trails, and the aromas of sweetness in the air. So as we say good-bye to Summer, and Winter remains in hiding, we can embrace Autumn bliss and indulge in her elegance for a while. Autumn will know that when it is time for her to leave, she will always remain alive in our memory, as the Seasons change. Magically, she will come back to us upon Nature’s wings.

           

AUTUMN


Summer’s light has fallen dim

Fading within the Autumn hue

The vibrant fire within the spectrum

of colorful days, is born anew

 

We may shed a tear for sunny days

and yearn for balmy nights

But ‘tis the time to say goodbye

and welcome Autumn lights

 

Trees are singing nature’s song

bearing leaves of red and gold

Each falling from the biting wind

to the ground so rich and bold

 

Children come - Scampering through

this myriad of color

Crisp leaves crackling ‘neath their feet

as they chase and nudge each other

 

Smiling faces, hearts of joy

A Timeless Season for each girl and boy

Today an adventure of Autumn bliss

Tomorrow a memory they will surely miss

 

Yet Autumn calls out to one and all

Come feast upon its magical view!

An artist’s canvas, a sight to see

Explosions of rainbows; heaven’s brew

 

Apple picking, pumpkin patches

Sweet aromas in the air

Corn fields, scarecrows, country hikes

Dreams of Autumn everywhere

 

Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall

Autumn’s time to sing her song

Summer’s gone, Winter’s a ways

Yet Autumn’s here; Golden days

 

You can hear the Summer weep afar

in slumber ‘til next year

As the Winter lies in wait once more

allowing Autumn to appear

 

And that she does in rising force

Wearing the colors of her birth

She raises the flag of her ancestry

As we gasp in awe and mirth

 

The air is crisp, we hear her hum

Autumn tunes of regal sound

She breathes lustrous tints from nature’s palette;

Pigments of her soul abound

 

We answer to Autumn’s sweetest whisper

by frolicking in her domain

We seek shelter ‘neath her amber wings

where we may forever remain…