Magic Moments-by the Sea

(a very expensive)

Visit to the Sea

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Sketch made on the way home on the ferry 5×8

Only one thing slightly marred

A trip to Martha’s Vineyard

 

This visit to the sea-

 

There was no one there,

No one to really care,

No one to hold my hand-

Painting at the edge of sand-

 

I lost control of me

 

For spirits high and running fast

I joined another bather in a painting by Potthast

But real waves lifted, slapped me down

My glasses now, will never-more be found

 

-Reality —

  

Driving home with that companion

His silence in rebuke now makes me stir,

“How could you go in with your glasses still on!”

And, My world’s reduced, to a water-color blur

 

Begging to be free-

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w/c #3  11 1/2X15 hot-press

Breaking waves are hard to paint! I think I’ll be working on this motif for quite some time.

Holly (Angel in the dust)

Magic Moments-Rooted

Rooted

 

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I’m rooted in my past

The third but not the last

Two older siblings

Rivalry took wings

 

The runt could best

Or certainly could cheat

Her little sister in the game.

Yet to achieve the same

 

With the bigger, older one

Required something much more fun.

A hard-core stubbornness was born

And gradually became the norm

 

I’d play the game and not give up

Embellish, shine, and strut.

It didn’t matter she was smart

I had her walloped from the start

 

As for that brother-He could annoy-

Until I beat him fair like any boy.

The point is- I’m a stubborn lass

Persistence is rooted in my past

 

We grow and change, we learn

Perhaps we lean a bit-

But roots stay anchored firm

Unless the whole is hit

 

Holly 170719 (Angel in the dust)