Tag Archives: Yer’ Art

One Day

Sunshine on Sunday

Soon to be Monday

Look forward to some day

Focus on one day

The one I am in

From 2014

Morning breaks

And we awaken

Until the sun sets

The night is forsaken

We breathe in the new

And think about bacon

But we try to be vegan

So that option’s not taken

I wish bacon was a plant

At a Cafe

At a cafe all alone

Without a poem

Imperfectly arranged

to be

a part of living

And looking for the good stuff

And hoping that is enough

Bereft of ideas or just bereft?

I’m not bereft

Because I’m not deprived

…feeling quite happy to be alive

Although if I weren’t alive

I never would know

and happiness and contentment

would have no place to go

But I digress…

At the moment I am in…all is well

What happens next…

You never can tell!

Scribbling for Focused Relaxation

Eventually

What am I thinking?

Am I thinking at all?

Why am I not writing?

Not hearing the call

It can’t possibly matter

if I write

or I don’t

No one will protest

if I will

or I won’t

….but I will…

…eventually…

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Playing with Pencils and Colors ✏️ 🖍

If it’s not worth doing it badly

Is it even worth doing today?

Can I struggle and play and discuss it?

Without getting lost in the fray?

Might have to be willing to fail

Might have to be willing to fall

Who Knows? but I’m playing

with pencils

and colors

as if it doesn’t matter at all

 

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Emily Dickinson

Upon a Window Pane

Yer Art

Playing around with paints on a tile

Takes my mind completely off of me for awhile

This little bird looks a tiny bit shy

something in the shape and the look of the eye

it turned out that way and I don’t know why

 

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