A Home

We build these houses
        to shelter our bodies
They give comfort through all of the storms

But we still need a home
        for our feelings
Thats why I've written these songs

Pillows and sheets
         bring us comfort
Our minds cannot sleep anyways

Love and desire
         still haunt us
But these songs will give them a place

Look at those buildings
         they're a symbol
Yet our feelings never grow old

Though these poems
          may seem trivial
How I feel won't be bartered or sold

Elephant

The moon shines on the glass
Dawn is coming soon
My thoughts in endless wandering
There is an elephant in the room

I have all one could work for
Hear that happy tune
The sound of waves exploding
There is an elephant in the room

A future filled with promise
Flowers are in bloom
The spring buds are swelling
There is an elephant in the room

Can I forget?

I miss you
The way the sun
warms my face
You warm my soul

Can I forget?
stay away from the sunset
hide from the dawn

I miss you
A pleasant breeze
upon my cheek
I feel you near

Can I forget?
Stay away from the sunset
Hide from the dawn

Malady

We held each other's attention
each other's mind
And sanity

But had to put it back
The messy room
A sight to see

Emotions all askew
Real life blurred
from fantasy

A delighted heart
Mixed up mind
All agree

Somehow we share
the exact same
malady

A notebook that contains the year's art study. Cut and paste or follow the link.
The app for editing this blog did not update so I cannot enter data via iphone. Presently I am working on a solution or reorganization. Will keep you posted.


https://drive.google.com/open?id=0Bwue-fQpLMDpVjZLNVZGQW1Wb28

Inside the Shell

I look at art
And feel the  passion
A poem always in my chest
I hold them close
They must be rationed
My every thought
Must be addressed

A void I fear
Dissolves my passions
Its best to hide so I can feel
This shell protects
My soul from crashing
Yet there's so much
To be revealed

Shelter this heart
when it is breaking
Ease this mind
and its fears
Hold this hand
while it is shaking
When I cry
Will there be tears?

Creative Writing

Another art assignment. This one was kind of a fun creative writing assignment.

https://drive.google.com/open?id=0Bwue-fQpLMDpSklaX2cxbmZKZ0E