abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
reflecting my Father brings light to the darken glass mirroring His love will be my home pass
if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles
you have away of making three equa… mixing the blue and yellow to spea… measuring the depths of the roots,… putting the whole on the scroll and sealing with the kings ring
i can shine your armor and make ready placing arms and legs in encouraging you to be steady as we start to begin
the water paints blend as i try to share my oil with you, helping to keep your lamp bright, as the coming comes can i go with you
in the hive or packaged together and open on t… the day of forgiveness, how could… where the groves in the hand will… as the togetherness is in-cased in…
feeling threatened by the trees with their icy glares, reaching as if i am the flower and it the gatherer, some call them, others write notes and send them i…
the thin pentacles growing tentacl… covering over as if by suffocation the dwelling in which you live and know what fine line lays between each second of a minute
was going to put it in the mail an… but changed my mind fearing the en… words sailing in a little boat crossing the ocean and the moat landing on shore as waves guide
i would like to exhale on a fiddle… tap dance on the king’s crown perish in the fire, with you looki… some duck in aisle to hide from th… gathering of these could bring a s…
no going around the bush here picking the posies to expose the bleeding tears - sear with the hot rung a rose left dripping with the memories
the self sabotaging squirrel planting trees with in trees destroying his own dwelling or constructing his future weakening the trees bring bugs
moving to where the stink bugs nev… stink their stink around my nose chew on plants to make them grow clearing the way as we endeavor to rid the world of the critter
if only the words were as real as… a b c can tell it right from left the j from the the k fifty years gone by with out the b finding it’s way