peonies...

Peonies (1897) William Merritt Chase


a healer
lives within

quietly airing
multi-layered
folds of
sphinx-like 
beauty

******

sometimes
I walk back to
my beloved grandmother's cottage

on the outside
the cottage seems
neglected
choking with
weathering and
weeds

gateless
fenceless

there is little 
visible appeal

at least
not to strangers

but inside
in a dusty
webby 
room

hangs
a lone painting
of a humbly elegant woman
gently bending
to admire

her precious selection 
of peonies

****

I know just when
to view this painting

it must be
early morning light
spring light

softly streaming
through
smudged glass

as if some beam
from afar
scrambles to connect
for a little while

it is then 
the painting glows

****

she looks so young
so sacred
so at peace
with her healer

she is
her own god

and
each visit here
I feel 
a painful 
longing
to be more than
some adoring child
at her altar


indeed
sometimes
I need 
to damn 
the insane urge


to stay



 

Linking to:
Magpie Tales #283

Van Gogh felt...

Starry Night by Alex Ruiz


Van Gogh
felt the colours
of the night

I long to be in
a Van Gogh moment

I want to feel
the light
of the stars

I want to hear
the darkness of my soul

I want to paint 
the music

of my mind




 

Linking to:
Magpie Tales #234 - August 24,2014

in a smoky haze...

in a smoky haze
naked beauty
struggles
to be 
explicit

but you like it that way

the allure
of sensual
froth and bubble
appeals to you

your camera
tries to probe
the inner sanctum of me

tries to 
freeze
frame
your concept
of love

I can only cope with
your allusion
your delusion

bound in a slim
black blindfold

and minus
your
precious
 diamond ear-rings


so why do I stage your gauzy dreams?


I need 
the money





 

Linking to:
Magpie Tales