stylised
landscapes rural&urban
churches&momuments
historic in appearance
openhand
egalitrian
vidual arts
modernism in manner
planes of colour
antiquarian abstractions
tographically stained
yet
radical&progressive
a constructurist
in
decorated deight
ancient yet
modern
representitive
the avant garde
in
vocabulary form
firmanent reorientated
chimed encounters
with
the unexpected
art
emancipated
but
related to life
Categories:
vidual, art, people,
Form: Ekphrasis
My lovey Labrador, and dearest companion
It's you I adore,
A gentle softness in those eyes so wise,
Beyond her years, a wisdom’s understanding,
Is she whom once saved my life.
Pitch black as the darkest night, Miss Midnight,
Lying next to me, keeping safety’s vidual.
Crossing the heart's unreliable beat, my heaven
Set assist girl, comes to the rescue,
Alerting me when I'm at risk.
Daddy's sweet darling, apple of his
Eye, no pooch could match
Their devotional love, for one
Another except mine.
A drop-off fugitive, left alone to
Fend for herself as a puppy.
We two my husband and I, fell
Head over heels for misfortunes
Saddest of stories.
Little to realize one day she'd
Do the same for me, so it is
Truth within itself, that fate
Does move in mysterious
Ways.
Shes not a family pet,
But a member instead,
We love her as if she
Were always one of our
Own, and she'll always
Have a place, in this world
To call home.
Whom needed the other
The most she or I, it matters
Not, for now we have
Each other, and really
Isn't all that counts.
Loves bond forever, two spirits
United, within the heart.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Categories:
vidual, dog, feelings, friendship, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Cherries pale yellow tinged with red
Colorful umbrella, mercurial spread
Mellowing veil hovers overhead
Hand staid until dark color, pungent odor wed
Nature's rhythms from youth nurtured in my head
In fowl, tell tale signs providentially inbred
Knowing beak is quicker than the hand brings dread
Before gravity can pull weighted cherries to rotting bed
My pruning hand to the luscious fruit is sentiently led
But wittier birds, for sweet treat, already fragile branches tread
Goring fruit: knifing peel, shredding flesh, tangy juices bled
Colorful, pock-marked marbles left for dead
Sun-dried, pitted prunes left in their stead
For aggrieved spite, all cultured inhibition shed
Manically, with fingers, stem lines forcefully unthread
Categories:
vidual, anger, bird,
Form: Rhyme