Coral Reef

I want to thank you, On The Edge, for encouraging me to post some of my paintings. Because of your kind words and constant support, you have kept my creative side alive! Wishing you all the best in 2009!

New Beginnings

The New Year is knocking on the door
as old year’s stories from my heart pour,
happy and sad times blur together
then float away light as a feather.

Suddenly there’s a brilliant white page,
new beginnings show no signs of age,
time indeed offers us a fresh start,
throw old baggage on a passing cart.

Happiness dances across the stage
celebrating life, stomping out rage,
toasting 2009’s designs,
breathtaking patterns of life entwine.

Fireworks, confetti – signs of what’s near,
signal January first is here,
with open arms we embrace the day,
guided by hope we search for the way.

New Year's Day

I have to be ready for New Year’s Day,
I’m soul searching while walking near the bay.
It is difficult to try to improve,
I must get psyched up, get into the groove.

Last year’s resolutions are forgotten,
thinking about it makes me feel rotten.
But this year will be better, I promise,
certainly my pledges won’t go amiss.

For the New Year wipes the slate shiny clean,
as if all transgressions were never seen.
I am a new person on New Year’s Day,
on a new path seeking a better way.

Joy Ride

Express gratitude,
ignore platitudes;
bliss is in small things
like hope a friend brings.

A loyal pets love,
warms you like a glove,
and kissing a child
makes problems seem mild.

A walk in the park,
removes all the dark
thoughts, fears and worries,
you can't feel surly.

It's the little things
that makes your heart sing;
chasing importance
gives life no substance.

Be thankful each day;
be prepared to say,
life is a joy ride
to embrace, not hide.

Work of Art

Life is a tapestry
woven with pastry
of sweet and bittersweet,
tasteless to distinct treat.

Colors add unique spice
speckled with silver ice,
flavors flow in a stream,
scrumptious beyond a dream.

Intertwined is glitter,
dabbing out all bitter,
camouflaging gray hues,
presenting brighter views.

Life – a novel weaving,
like clouds coming, leaving,
indeed a work of art,
each stitch comes from the heart.

An Echo in the Night

Written for my favorite musician.

Stand tall and tell all,
you have met an amazing girl
who makes your head whirl.

Don't hide, don't hide a special thing,
accept it in your life and hope it brings
happiness and bliss,
bliss that you'll surely miss,

the moment she's out of sight,
the moment she walks out into the night.

I don't stand tall.
I don't tell all.
I hide. I hide! Why do I hide?

Something is wrong; something is not right
as I watch her walk out into the night.
When she is a silhouette in the distance,
every muscle in my body becomes tense.

My heart cries out don't go.
Don't go.
Don't go.
It's only an echo.

My lips still tremble from her kiss,
if that's not bliss, what is?
Come back, I plead,
please come back!

The words float in the breeze,
and bounce off the trees…
an echo in the night,
only an echo in the night.

Friendship

A long lost friend is found,
to an oath we are bound,
to always be in touch,
remembering how much
we missed sharing our thoughts,
and how hard we have fought,
to keep each other close
and cherished as a rose.

For friendship never dies,
and friends never tell lies,
in each we can confide,
there is nothing to hide.
There's a joy in sharing,
there's pleasure in caring,
you are my special friend
from now until the end.

Santa's Reward

Tick tock, tick tock,
chimes the old clock.
Swinging in time,
is Santa's sock.

Beaming faces,
to bed they race.
Sleep eludes them,
as reindeer pace.

On the rooftop,
out Santa hops.
Down the chimney,
the toys he flops.

Twinkling lights,
makes the room bright.
Spotting the tree,
toys are placed right.

Santa's reward,
is the wayward
children changing,
listening, believing.

Christmas

My Mom and sister just got
their tree...

A warm glow comes over me,
when I view my Christmas tree,
glistening red ornaments,
laced with silvery adornments,
multi-colored lights blinking,
background laughter, glasses clinking,
the familiar melodies
being sung by the ladies.
It is truly a season
to throw away all reason,
and give in to emotions,
swelling like waves in oceans.
‘Tis the season for feelings,
magic in the air, blessings.