Ouch! Time is flying faster than my soul can travel.

I am going to post some old work tonight.

Here a poem:


The Internet

This is a dangerous place to be


Thoughts and ideas swirl, overwhelm.

Too much intellectual input without order

Raw emotion writes unfinished poetry

Hungry hearts beat out their lives in space

Entangled in the web of empty fulfillment

While the orb weaver sits gorged on lost souls

Hours devoured before the blue-green screen

Fingers stumble on the keys searching for connection

When all that is needed is the touch, the real touch

Of your hand warm against mine

 And a soft kiss to brush my hair.


Early morning hours drive me

 To the center of the web

                                                                                                                                                                -Holly Hall

And some paintings of the ocean though not of my current work:

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Note to self: use a straight edge to get the horizon level!

Angel in the dust

5 thoughts on “Magic Moments- flashing past

  1. i actually have several of that scene. It was a treat (though the wind was still fierce) to sit out in the aftermath of that storm and do the initial sketch from which the others were painted. I’m glad you like them.


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