Posts filed under ‘art’
Monday in Paris #2
with words spoken to my heart
~ and ~
a silent kiss placed upon my soul,
she speaks to me in a voice…
interpreted
by my imagination.
Monday in Paris
“such quiet
beauty
has
embraced
my rackety soul ~ ~ ~”
Paris….to be continued….
10 for Tuesday = 10 word story #8
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“one person’s
scribbled words
can be
another person’s
literary masterpiece.”
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Weekly Photo Challenge – Orange you glad it’s photo challenge time?
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Mr. Jazz Man – drawn by Peyton in 2004 – age 6
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artist – my mom, drawn while in high school, 1960
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Jordan’s 6′ Oscar, wearing a t-shirt given to him many years ago…
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Bonus photo: Sydnee Pee, wearing a multitude of orangey-ish (depends on the lighting) colors
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This week’s challenge encompasses the color orange. It seems I have quite a bit of orange on my walls and walking around the house. As one can see above, each element of orange, is related to the arts in some way, including the bonus photo. My son Peyton has always enjoyed drawing and painting. My mother’s dream was to become a commercial artist. My son Jordan is on his way to becoming a ‘big deal’ in Hollywood and Sydnee Pee – everyone knows she is the quintessential super model and dramatic actress.
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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/orange/
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a metronome ~
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this concerto i live
breathes
the same melody
…day after day…
solo adagios of somber and cloudy grays
yet
an allegro of color can burst on to the scene
and
PRESTO ~ ~ life does not feel as dull as it seems!
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Infinity – Symphony 1, Op. 1
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Overture – Introduction
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Somewhere a heart is beating
to a rhythm known only to my touch ~
This is where a concerto of possibility… awaits…
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First Movement – Opening Sonata – Allegro
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There is an anticipation wrapped in silence
~ followed by a glance ~
A spark of enchantment enveloping two spirits
whereupon inspiring
a beguiling yet frolicsome tone…
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Second Movement – Adagio
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The timbre of two hearts
create a crescendo of expression
~ building a bridge to a melody ~
A pathway to feelings not quite understood
but
present in both mind and body…
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Third Movement – Barcarolle
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Each
Moment is given,
Each moment received,
Each moment is a gift,
in which two hearts
~ may breathe as one ~
and
Sail on a dream through
each sunrise and sunset of love…
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Fourth Movement – Scherzo
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Flitting about
Each spirit reacts ~
a lively gigue of giggles and glee
Such joy excites!
~ a pulse ~
Racing!
Leaping!
Impelling two dreams to be as one…
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Fifth Movement (final) – Meditation/Sonata
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Love’s melody can soar
to unbridled heights ~
above quiet clouds
and
stormy seas… yet…
the passage of time can
temper each spirit as harmony
~ struggles ~
to find the right key…
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Oh…
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the cadenza of passion can be blazing or frigid
scattering doubts
just like a breeze ~ ~ ~
~ always transforming ~
the rhythm of two hearts…….
composing a symphony of infinite possibilities………
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composed by ksr
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the muse
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the scent of Chanel still lingers,
though her pulse is no longer felt
she has left him in the darkness ~
robbing him of his capacity to create.
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as he sits quietly on his stool
staring at nothing but his hands,
he tries desperately
to remember
the first moment she captured his mind…
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it was so many years ago
when she opened the door ~
each curve captured his imagination,
gave him a purpose,
fueled his drive
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but
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now
she is gone for eternity,
time has robbed him
of his life ~
two hands forever empty,
his passion
no longer alive.
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the ballerina
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purity of lines
grace and strength emanating
beauty of ballet
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a lifetime ago…
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