Nervous Apprehension

Nervous apprehension serves me right
When rules of society I don't abide
But nervous apprehension serves me best,
I must feel so alive and full of zest.

*2001-2002 from second book of poetry.*

My Herbal Concoction

I'm trying my hand at some herbology...yes I have absolutely no clue (yet) but I am determined to learn to make something useful. This here is going to be a Sage, Lavender, Spearmint & Clove infused oil (Olive) which I will later use as a carrier oil to add some more medicinal herbs to in order to create a sort of medicinal dental salve for a family member in need. Hope it works...going to be a while before the oil is actually infused in this traditional way....at least a month.

Peace

I am at peace...
in my own skin.
Which came about,
as God's, most gracious gift.
My soul's a hopeful still,
and heart; filled love to brim.

Bespoken

Forget the stars,
Forget the moon,
Such words; for lovers are,
To strangers though; forsaken.

I know you not,
Nor you do me.
Bespoken...to another,
Will simply be my stance.

more paintings...

 

   As promised in my previous comments; here is more of my original work. These two were among the first 10 I ever painted...I've had no formal training, but I did have lots of heart in them! These are oil on canvas.

 

The pretty, the angry and the ugly... paintings from the past

Forgotten Lovers

Too many hateful lines
are written,
What is the sense
In writing them?
Too many times
One loves
And loses hope.
How come?
One turns to hate
When all
One feels is
Longing Love?
It is a pity
for mankind,
to mar with scorn,
Forgotten Lovers!

***2004***