Category: poetry

Where Mossy Things Grow Watercolor

Deep in a dark moist forest, it lives where the mossy things grow. It needs rain… it needs time… a little bit of quiet… and a secret spot to sprout. Hiding in a crevasse, surrounded by lush green carpet, it tries not to call…

Unfailing Hope Autumnal Watercolor

The way loss of autumn leaves is not a reason to fret. The way nakedness of tree is no cause for alarm. The way color drains from grass is not a concern. The way summer birds disappear is not anguish. For hope in things…

Magnolia Buds Lie in Wait Watercolor

To have patience. To lie in wait. This autumn magnolia tree already has it’s buds ready for next spring. Why does this happen? The tree’s buds are encased in a heavy fur scale, Soft on the outside with little silver hairs and extremely hard…

Autumn Fog Watercolor

50°F Fog Sitting before the clearing open land distant autumn trees array like wallpaper. Fog descends along with my thoughts. Something about the clearing allows the thoughts to linger. A heavy idle. As darkness falls regret whispers taunting me with should have dones. Agony…

Safe Space Watercolor

Weathered but strong for the moment A safe space made by man. Time and the elements will destroy But God in the heart of man, a safe space forevermore. For no force against can deploy. My watercolor was made from this picture I took…

Tangled Watercolor

The cemetery guaranteed a quiet visit. I parked on the side of the road and found myself under a tangled web of branches. One tree overlaps knotting and twisting, melting into the adjacent, interlaced in the air. Icy twigs clank in the brisk gust….

Merry Christmas Pine – Free Artwork

Winter Music An overnight storm blankets the earth and covers each bough, each twig, But midday sun breaks snow’s grip. As dollops of ice and snow slide off, Lower branches become chords to this tree harp. Various high pitched chimes ring in the frosty…

Melting Snow at Crabapple Lake Watercolor

Crabapple Lake Morton Arboretum Lisle, IL The midday sun did its best to melt the snow, But only the hilltops relented, exposing green of grass. Did remaining snow call in clouds for help? Thaw on pause… For now. The day before Thanksgiving my workplace…

Weathered Nesting Box Watercolor

Weathered Shelter, the defense against elements. From scorch of sun to bite of frost; From blast of wind to deluge of cloudburst This haven worn by diligence, Protects. Nature does not relent, Sweet but fierce, Power by intent. Some say the signs are in…

Rainy Autumn Morning Watercolor

Raindrops pummeling onto the concrete outside my window awakens me from a deep sleep. My eyes open, but I do not want to move. This time is to be treasured. I will not let that voice which asks, “What time is it?”, steal this…