Protected Path

 

Protected by a canopy,

A canopy of leaves,

Protected from the elements and the emotions that they feed,

Sheltered from the teardrops that fall like rain,

On a natures path on a rainy day,

With rays of light breaking through the natural prisms,

Forming rainbows on the path in front of you,

With forward motion the past will pass,

And a new path will be in front of you...

A Cafe by the Beach

Sat drinking tea,

In a cafe by the beach,

Watching the world pass by,

On a summers day,

With clouds floating high,

Looking at where the sand meets the sea,

In the distance it is the horizon I see,

As the sun lowers and the heat of the rays fade,

Footprints made in the sand will soon be eroded away,

Claimed by the tide at the end of the day,

Only memories last by those that where made......

Dream a little, Dream a lot

Dream a little,

Dream a lot,

What is meant to be will be,

For if two paths cross on a journey of life,

Memories made to last the test of time,

For a serenade heard by a rhythm of the heart,

A cupids arrow has hit its mark,

Messages in the Sand

Messages in the sand,

Seen on a stroll on the beach,

Before being erased by the sea,

A sign,

Two halves combined,

A dualism of forces,

Natures balance of light and dark,

Two halves united to make wholeness,

Finding balance in a confusing world,

Is being at peace with oneself......

 

Bulrushes of the Day

Why rush the day away,

Strolling around the wetlands,

On a summers day,

With ducks and swans on the lake,

Drifting with the breeze in a relaxing way,

A kingfisher darts from place to place, 

Betrayed by a streak of blue,

Bulrushes sway with the rhythm of a clock,

The hours pass by,

Tick tock !

This day will soon be a memory,

For soon it will be tomorrow......

 

The Garden

Sat in a garden in the midday sun,

Mad dogs barking as they try to run,

Cream tea on the table,

A spoon in the jam,

Tea stewing in a tea pot,

As birds sing all around,

The ambiance of the garden,

The scent of the flowers,

As a bubble bee at work,

The hour passes by,

Birds are singing the afternoon song,

Chilled and relaxed in a place that is home...

 

Portfolio of Art

Portfolio of Art,

A New Day, A New Venture, A New Path,

Nothing Ventured Nothing Gained so they say,

Over the years art has been my meditation a focus point to assist me on my journey through those dark days.

I guess it was a surprise to my closest friends and family when shown my art work as I had not drawn or painted since I was a youngster. 

Through their counsel the artwork has been printed. Now to market the prints and sell them.

The artwork is presented in 16 x 12 white picture mounts sealed in clear polybags.

Now to find a suitable market place to sell them.

The journey continues....................