museums, painting, Uncategorized, writing

day 24/ tell it to the…

tell it to the night

Seeing darkness overcome her she fell to the ground
Breathing hard she pushed the questions from her mind.
Breaking her silence
She said into the fathom I will stand alone against you
Closing her eyes to the weight
She breathed the warmth in through her nostrils
No, she sobbed defiantly you will not have forgotten me
Pools formed around her as she felt a force leaving her body
Reaching with her last strength she crumbled
She whispered I will not be forgotten

the funeral by edouard manet
the funeral
by edouard manet

museums, painting, Uncategorized, writing

day 23/location

in the light of the sun

The sun crashed down on my surroundings
Gleaming off of chrome
Blinded by words echoing light
I turned toward the sky
Seeing pink and red
Closing eyelids I heard the sky and its music
Birds floated far above me
They left me still in the light
To interpret the words of that gleam from chrome

mission beach sunrise  by graham nickson
mission beach sunrise
by graham nickson

museums, painting, Uncategorized, writing

day 20/ family

prompt of the day was family

A Family of Memory
Orchards and ivy long gone from view
Houses and boards creaking too
Scent and vision clouded with tears
Days of future, past, and present in fears
Family, loss, and love
In dearest form they look from above
All lost to another time
These memories of mine

The Lonely House by Edward Hopper
The Lonely House by Edward Hopper

museums, painting, writing

day 15/ love and hate

had to write a poem about love and hate. I tried to mix it all into a dark ball of wax.
here goes:
a murderous love
“Tell me a story”, she said looking into his eyes
I have become my story he replied.
Looking into the dark pools of his eyes she found wonder
Fascinating turns of tricks from spirits long gone
She closed her eyes to the dark heavily recessed night
In the background she felt hands slowly holding her
Warmth in drowning.
I will never let you go he said
With a slight smile that she never saw he lifted her into the water.
I will never let you go

red sunset on the Dnieper by Arkhip Ivanovich Kuindzhi
red sunset on the Dnieper by Arkhip Ivanovich Kuindzhi

 

painting, writing

Day 12/ one of my paintings

Todays prompt was to make a poem about a city. Guess what I chose?

The Borough of Manhattan
Buildings form shadows as the clouds cut skyscrapers in two
Floating islands high above people
The smell of wet pavement mixes with the harbor
Senses bombarded with sounds and vibrations
The city drowns in music of its own making
The skies finally turn blue

by Rachel Galbreath
by Rachel Galbreath