Archive for ◊ December, 2009 ◊

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• Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

Artist: Christine Comyn

He Thinks…

He thinks about the two red cardinals
Playing a game of tag among the bushes

He thinks of wondrous waterfalls
And imagines portals to magical worlds

He thinks of the sun filtering through the trees
Casting patterns of light and shadow on the ground

He thinks of the two delicate butterflies
As they dance in and out of the shade

He thinks of the soft movement of leaves
In their sensual dance with the breeze

He thinks of unhurried walks through the woods
With no destination in mind and no trail in sight

He thinks of his various story characters at play
Surprising him as they evolve in his mind

He thinks of soggy leaves, candy corn and trampolines
And he smiles as the images form on the surface of words

He thinks of the many moments he wants to share
As he looks out his window towards the woods

And … always, just below the surface
He thinks of her…

Michael

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• Saturday, December 26th, 2009

Artist: Leonid Afremov

Serious Moonlight

Walking along the path at night
Momentarily silent in their thoughts

A rustling sound behind the trees ahead
She instinctively slides her arm inside his

He smiles “probably just a squirrel, dear”
As he feels the electricity from her touch

His fingers slowly trace the softness of her palm
As they slide and fold to lock between her fingers

In his grasp, she pulls herself close to his ear
Whispering words only he can hear

He flushes – she does that so easily to him
He smiles again as he breathes her in

They stop, as they knew they would
The moonlight bright on their faces

She feels him flow inside her
Telling her – with more than words

Their special moment together
Under a serious moonlight

Michael

Author:
• Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

Artist: Christine Comyn

With Each Breath

with each breath she takes
thoughts of him flow within her
his touch still lingers

Michael

Author:
• Saturday, December 12th, 2009

Michael Garmash - Toes In The Sand

Artist: Garmash

Along The Edges

Thoughts of him
Skipping along her edges
Looking for an opening
A place to enter

She wanders the beach
Ending at the shore’s edge
She feels the ocean waves
Wash over her bare feet

She considers stepping back
Just out of their reach
Yet, she stays – entranced
Feeling their soothing rhythm

The ocean breeze joins in
Playfully brushing past her
She smiles, remembers his touch
Allows thoughts of him to enter

The distance between them
Not quite so far now
They dance together today
Along the edges

Michael

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• Thursday, December 10th, 2009

Denise Armstrong - October Storm

Artist: Denise Armstrong

A Language Unknown

Silent beauty descends from above
Angel wings of white snow flakes

Sunlight filters through the trees
To catch a glimpse of the dance

Crystal reflections sparkle in the breeze
Branches sway to touch the white magic

Mischievous white flurries play tag
Teasing around branches of the trees

With silent beauty they continue to fall
To cover the land in a pure white blanket

A message from heaven to earth
In a language unknown to man

Nature’s mystery at play

Michael

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• Tuesday, December 08th, 2009

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Artist: Lord Leighton

His Words

He flows into her world
On the surface of words

His writing dances on paper
In rhythm with his thoughts

He feels her breath in every word
As he gives life with each stroke

He senses her smile and sighs
She flows out of him in waves

She peers over his shoulder
Trying not to make a sound

She has to see his thoughts
As he writes them down

The words pull at her heart
Her eyes light up with desire

Her hand brushes his shoulder
She wants him to know …

He smiles and pulls her close to him
No longer his words … they are hers

Michael

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• Thursday, December 03rd, 2009

Taras Loboda - Agatha

Artist: Taras Loboda

Nature’s Art

Lightning flashes
Paints the night sky
Black canvas splashed
With neon streaks of light

Thunder booms
A rhythm in play
Darkness again…
She reaches for his hand

Lightning flashes
Brilliant painting appears
Tree of bright light grows
Branches shoot across the sky

Thunder booms
A rhythm in play
Darkness again…
She pulls him near

Lightning flashes
The sky comes alive
Clouds illuminate
Ghostly figures aglow

Thunder booms
A rhythm in play
Darkness again…
She whispers his name

A breathless pause…

Lightning flashes
He no longer looks up
His eyes searching for her
Her beauty comes to light

Thunder booms
A rhythm in play
Darkness again…
He pulls her in

Nature’s Art…
Rests in his arms

Michael