It’s that time of year again. I am making the creative commitment to blog with the Cheer Peppers #nanopoblano2025 again as I have for the last several years. This year I am hoping to have three new blog posts each week for the next month. Over the next four weeks, I’ll be blending my passion…
My poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo and Cheer Peppers is a flow painting. Two red fall trees. More art on Hastywords Art. The flowers were so pretty The sunset so full of color The ocean waves had So many songs to sing And as time passed The horizon darkened And the moon hid The clouds bellowed And rained their pain…
My poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo and Cheer Peppers is a flow painting. I see a storm beating on a small house in the upper right corner. Can you see it? I feel like it describes our current climate in the world today. Original for sale on Hastywords Art. The chaos comes And then it goes Poured out like Liquid…
My poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo and Cheer Peppers is a mixed media painting that began as a flow painting but it ended up with these strange paint holes. After a year of holding onto the canvas I saw eyes peeking through and decided to pick it back up and finish it. Prints and shoes available for sale on Hastywords…
My poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo and Cheer Peppers is a mixed media painting that started as a flow painting but became a dragon before o was done. Original available on Hastywords Art. Held inside corners And broken over easy I folded my promises Into acrylics and oil All the blue mourners The daydreaming free Grow into dragons From black…
My poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo and Cheer Peppers is a large acrylic painting I had the audacity to paint. I’m going to paint over her eventually because she’s miles away from what I wanted to paint. But I feel like I discovered a truth about myself last night that might help me paint future faces…
I’ve committed to doing NaPoWriMo this month with the Cheer Peppers. That means 30 days of poetry. I’ve gotten out of the habit so these will be super short and since I’ve been spending most of my time painting these poems will be inspired by something I’ve painted. Many little deaths fall onto a blank…
Sometimes I feel like the ghost Whispering ideas That take root Pushing you Like a gentle breeze To feel better To be better To continue on Forward and back Rocking you When it’s dark Singing into you Comfort and joy Until the sun rises Sometimes I feel Like a ghost Fully visible Yet wholly unseen…
I hide in the corner Under cobwebs As demons swarm The summer night I watch them As they sing off key A sinister lullaby And steal fire From candlelight And like magic Other universes Appear in misty Shadows dancing On the lawn A final party In this final hour Has finally begun
If we were vines I would wrap around you And I would strengthen you You would grow higher More sturdy and sure And you would bloom And I would bloom Together We would bloom But as most vines do You would also be free To branch out And see what there is Of a world…
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