Thursday, February 12, 2015

The Journey with Flowers

As I use my brush
I hear the water rush
Getting all those flowers
Took a number of hours

As I think of this river's path
My fingers help the flower's laugh
With  the landscape
I learn my artist fate

Monday, February 9, 2015

Waiting for the Spring

As I sit here by the grass
And look into the sky
The daylight seems to pass
With the sunshine in my eye