Another brush with painting
And hear a calling to touch it
To feel the passion- the palette inside me
To continue the conversation
That's between me and my canvas
Talking, conversing, poetry readings
A palette in the sky filled with rainbows
Wildly dancing colors to match my soul
Delicate, velvet- and to the touch- intoxicating.
A strip tease of my inner thoughts
And in the end, it's all there to see
In front of you - in front of me.
Filled with serendipity.
Every moment
A match in synchronicity
Yet still connected and always free.
8 comments:
Intoxicating for sure! These close up shots really "draw" me in. Nature at its best!!
Your words are as sensitive and delicate as your flowers! And sing about being connected and free! Beautiful. Steen
You must have a fabulous camera-- to get such up close and personal with these flower centers-- and such wonderful words to go with them
Dear Jill... ahhhh,
the mystery and beauty of a flower
yes.. so close to draw us in
always more to see
I love the foxglove the most
my very favorite flower of all
soon they will bloom in my gardens
your delight spills over
roxanne
What a wonderful post. These flower pics are so enchanting as your words!
Have a wonderful weekend! Gaby xo
Dear JIll,
These photographs of yours have cheered me up on a day that it is overcast and there is a fine rain about. I love the Peony as it is my favorite flower.
Thank you for sharing,
Egmont
PS: congratulations on being mentioned on 'Italy on Sunday'.
Jill these pics are just wonderful! Thank you for sharing.
I've taken a leaf out of your book Jill (excuse the pun) and done my own bit of photo journaling for my recent posting. The beautiful, summery palette you've shown here is just the ticket for a poor soul like me, now stuck inside because it's winter.
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