Here is a mixed media painting that i did for this beautiful poem that my dear friend wrote. It meant alot to me so i wanted to have it on canvas and thus this painting came out.
random fact: the blue paint is metallic and shiny but its not really noticeable except in real life.
this is a blog o' my drawings and paintings...gonna post something every other day or so...yay.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Freedom
Labels:
best friend,
Jesus,
mixed media,
paint,
poetry
Saturday, September 3, 2011
the star
here is a abstact sketch...
Moments filled with memories
She stoops to fix her shoe
Her heart races quickly
Her dress rehearsal due
Stage is like an ocean
Where crystals seem to shine
Beckons her to dance upon
Reflections of life's time
Suddenly she rises
She sees the magic there
Running in a gust of wind
She dances with great flair
Movement of a willow
So gracious as she sways
Gentle sounds if orchestra
Each step her grand ballet
Destiny is born now
Her graceful moves divine
Pirouttes across the stage
Her shadow now aligns
Dancer if life begins now
Her music special score
Bowing for the audience
She hears the words encore.
Anonymous
Moments filled with memories
She stoops to fix her shoe
Her heart races quickly
Her dress rehearsal due
Stage is like an ocean
Where crystals seem to shine
Beckons her to dance upon
Reflections of life's time
Suddenly she rises
She sees the magic there
Running in a gust of wind
She dances with great flair
Movement of a willow
So gracious as she sways
Gentle sounds if orchestra
Each step her grand ballet
Destiny is born now
Her graceful moves divine
Pirouttes across the stage
Her shadow now aligns
Dancer if life begins now
Her music special score
Bowing for the audience
She hears the words encore.
Anonymous
Sunday, February 6, 2011
lulluby
Sailboats wish that they were stars,
Floating softly in the sky
Among our dreams that bid goodbye
Moving through transparent space,
Drifting through the stratosphere
And onward 'till they disappear
These continents from overhead
Look like tiny paper shapes
Intricately set in place
Below the misty mountain clouds
Theres a lovely silver bay
Where sunset sailors often hideaway
Scuba diver in the lock,
Speedboat driver on the dock
Sailplane pilot in the blue take me up there with you
The world looks brighter from this high altitude
I was walking through the trees (Sailboats wish they were stars)
And I was swimming through the sea (Cause they don't know who they are)
I was falling through the air
When it hit me right there...
My eyes are tired; I don't even care
by, sky sailing...
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