For My Friend Oliana Kim – Free Verse – October 19, 2014

 

Kandinsky_couple-riding-1906under a soft feathery sea
of a grey duvet on a cold day …
she dreamt of a handsome prince
and long sweet pony-back rides …

oh how difficult t’was to rise,
so lovely and warm she felt inside
until squeaky squeaks were heard!

jumped she from paradise
to chase a mouse around the house
coming back to stark reality!

if only that hooty owl,
that screeched in her reveries,
would join the chase right now –
for her kitty stayed abed
under the grey feather sea
enjoying her warm autumn nap.
her only alternative you see
without owls or cats or princes …
was a humble,
peanut butter
trap!

Written for Oliana Kim at Traces of The Soul

Shades of Kandinsky – October 17, 2014

Shades of Kandinsky

“Shapes, forms, repetition and rhythm!” Grandpapà said. “Shades of Kandinsky!  He might have even used this as inspiration.” He held up a shell.

I looked at his work table and the forms came together in my mind – the clock fascinated me.

“Even nature has rhythm,” he said “and loves to repeat herself – over and over again!”

“Can I try to paint a picture too?” I begged.

“Sure – see what you can do with this!” He put a piece of wood with seashells and stones up for me to paint.

But the clock called to me like a siren …

 

Written for Friday Fictioneers

 

Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – Vibrations

Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge – Vibrations

And here ‘s my contribution:

Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.
Wassily Kandinsky

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