In that space

Between the stars that shine

scattered like ash on the still water

Movement becomes slow and steady

as the heart beats like a comet passing,

breathing in and out

taking each moment and with care

weighing it back and forth

all of the thoughts and feelings

letting it slip away to move to the bottom

uncluttering the beauty that remains

reflective like a sweet dream.

Skies lit with watercolor memories

yesterdays rerun returning at unwelcome times

lashing the mind with its inhumane need

to rise up and be heard,

so I push it back down softly

into the murky depths where it belongs,

unseen and silenced I listen to a loon on the air,

filling the night with its quiet strange song

and I know in this space between

is where my soul belongs,

captured on the motionless screen of water,

dancing like a stray tear that ripples

disrupting the image

and the loon keeps its tune

to the rhythm of this night

and I stand aware

of all that is

and of all that will be.

Endless search

Layer upon layer
water sits restless beyond view
walking
waiting to find
the end of the night,
searching for the peace.
We stack our dreams like stones
rounded and worn
time passes us by regardless
of thought or want or need,
something that always just is
plain and simple
as simple as can be,
yet we fight the flow
treading water and fighting the current
carrying away the things beyond reach,
and we slip beneath now and then
relaxing and tired of the fight,
we get pushed upward and out of the fray
surprised by the path we now find,
cut into new scenes
same old but different somehow,
the new jungles we cut through
deep and thick and murky
as the air hangs as heavy as the heart,
we forge on
knowing the answer is beyond our sight,
we just have to believe
that it will all be okay,
nothing we can change
’cause life will move on
like tomorrow
and the following
and so on….
our endless search will find
what is and will be meant to be.

Colors of life

By the sea

hues find me with eagerness

filling in the blanks with drops

captured image on cotton of white,

creation of beauty

sweeping me away

the boundaries I try to stay within.

Tie-dye shell of my hearts whimsy

I close my eyes and see the scene

a hundred souls running towards the sea

free from the shell

bliss in being alive,

we swim into the unknown

taking chances and learning with each stroke

how to swim in waves of colors unknown.

I hear the sound of waves from memory,

sweeping me over their frothy waves

and carrying me towards the setting sun

low on horizon

the internal compass knows the way

as I follow the stars

as I may.

My last art class for now, a sea turtle with an amazing group of women and although I do need a bit of touch up on the eye where the splatter got a bit too close (had to rush to work and should have taken the extra minute of care) I am quite happy with this almost finished product and thought I’d share. Happy turtles make me smile 🙂 peace and blessings, K