• Saturday, September 19th, 2009
Artist: Arthur Hughes
Whisper Tree
She walks towards the whisper tree
Feels a whimsical breeze at play
A rhythmic dance of leaves
She hears the whispers…
They are barely audible at first
She frees her mind to hear
Fleeting in nature
She hears the whispers…
She slows as she approaches the tree
Scoops the breeze with her hands
She reaches for a waiting leaf
She hears the whispers…
What draws her to this whisper tree?
It pulls her, even in her dreams
She feels much better when
She hears the whispers…
Michael
• Thursday, September 10th, 2009
Artist: Lauri Blank
She, The…
She, the beach
He, the ocean
His waves wash over her shores
She, the elm tree
He, the breeze
Her leaves dance at his touch
She, the whisper
He, the wind
Her spirit resonates through him
She, the canvas
He, the artist
His brush brings her to life
She, the piano
He, the player
His fingers dance across her keys
She, the violin
He, the bow
Her strings sing with his touch
She, the … muse
Michael
• Tuesday, September 08th, 2009
Artist: Andrew Atroshenko
Missing Her
He absently struggles with the front door
Reluctantly, it yields to his key
He calls out to her
Silence
Missing her…
He walks through the crowded hotel lobby
Awash in a cacophony of sound
Voices echo in waves
Loneliness
Missing her…
He aimlessly wanders along the path
Fingers dance with the breeze
Expecting her touch
Emptiness
Missing her…
Michael
• Monday, September 07th, 2009
Artist: Marc Chagall
That’s When He Knew
As they enter the trail, he yields – she glides ahead
He watches with wonder as her skirt dances
in time with each step she takes
That’s when he knew…
They walk in comfortable silence for a while
He absently sits down on their bench
As if pulled by magnetic force,
She slides in beside him and
playfully traces his ear
with her finger
That’s when he knew…
They sit folded into each other on their bench,
a sudden breath of wind tussles her hair
A few locks fall and cover her face
He quickly reaches over to
gently brush them free
He has to see her
impossible
beauty
That’s when she knew…
Michael
• Thursday, September 03rd, 2009
Artist: Edward Hughes
Dream Essence
She strolls through the woods
with no direction
in mind
She follows a wispy breeze
as it slowly dances
with the leaves
She feels its languid breath
wash against her skin
in rhythmic waves
She draws near a peculiar shrub
with ribbon-like flowers
wavering about
She tentatively extends her hand
to feel its silky texture
with her fingers
Entranced, she picks a flower
and a sweet aroma
escapes to air
Overwhelmed, she lies down
with the flower in hand
senses immersed
She forms a serene smile
as the scent permeates
Nature’s gift…
Michael
