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parchment paper birch
standing bravely white on white,
deep in snow… on snow.
its textured history bared
like ours… in subtle details.
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slow nuanced layers,
peeled away in time… with trust…
from pretense and fear.
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patiently waiting…alone,
hoping our Truth will be found.
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pencil, watercolor pencil, acrylic paint,
paint markers, approx. 8″x8″ on vellum paper
sourced from various Google pics and my imagination.
click image to enlarge
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Good morning, my friend. Thank you for the stunning post-grounded, grounding, deliberate, redemptive. Love the mixed media-of the artwork, the post, and you….
mornin’ dear Chloe and as always, ty. for your wonderful insight. i felt as though i had to plant both feet n the frozen ground after last week’s emotional outpouring. i love birch trees and i don’t get to see them often enough in the city. it just felt right.
Beautiful. Words and amazing picture…beautiful.
ty so much Sis, the birch are amazing and inspirational to me,
i think this might be the first time i’ve attempted to draw them though.
(oh…and i’m still quite jealous of your hair!lol)
Yes yes yes !!!
oh you are a sweet soul M, i kinda’ thought you might like this one.
ty for such enthusiasm, it goes a very long way!
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There’s nothing like birches and snow. Perfectly captured here! ~ Bette A. Stevens http://www.4writersandreaders.com
oh Bette, ty so very much for this appreciation of yours,
it is an honor to share your pages once again.
I’m a proud owner of two birch-trees in my garden, both growing so close I can touch them through my window or from the terrace…
I must have published some photos of them.
But for the white-on-white topic, I admire your achievement; white is the most difficult subject, in photos, but even more so in painting.
Some textures have inspired a photo-poem
consisting of 4 haikus, starting with white
summer sighs white aaah
smile wide peach-leaved bellflower
and sound like white sight
oh my and a Haiku lover as well, that’s a beautiful 17 syllables Andrzej.
something tells me, we’re going to have a lot to share, and ty for appreciating
the white on white challenge. i wasn’t sure i was up to the task, but i guess it
works as a sketch. i might consider a painting once i get more confident and comfortable.
Simply beautiful, my friend. Just like the layers of birch, your poetry reveals more depth with each line.
well ty for saying that Miranda, that means an awful lot coming from you.
i needed to write with sense of discipline and restraint, to reign in my
emotions a bit after last week’s raw outpouring of honesty.
Love the water colour/pencil my friend and like the layers of bark, your layers of words unwrapped and fell into my soul.
ty so much Jen, and ty for always being here.
You are welcome ~ smiles
are you taking a break today, i find time away from the keyboard to be helpful
I have a bit on my plate at the moment, trying to give up cigs being one of them..so more than a bit edgy. A Service to conduct on Thursday morning (advised today) and trying to start studying for my Marriage Celebrants certificate, so writing is on the back burner for the next few days I’m afraid. Thank you for asking.
well, i wish you luck and success on the quitting Jen,
that’s a tough one to overcome. just keep at it, you’ll get there!
tough doesn’t cover it *grimace* but I thank you my friend.
heh….yeah, i can almost hear the choice adjectives from here….hang in there Jen!
thank you – need all the support right now – good grief I wonder why I do this to myself at times 🙂
inspired and inspirational, not sure I can add to what others have posted, but this is a stunning piece.
beeseeker, reading this from YOU left me kinda’ speechless,
i wasn’t sure this post was quite understood….you have erased
all my doubts. ty so much for that.
beautiful . are you also in snow?
i’m thinking of parchment paper & cookie dough now.
yeah err in, we’re buried, nearly 7′ to date and more on the way.
it’s the worst winter i’ve ever experienced…;-(
i’m sorry!…and that’s one of the main reasons i left
Just lovely and inspiring. Thank you.
Tiny, i’m so sorry for this late reply but WP placed your
wonderful comment in spam and i just found it. ty ever so much
for your compliments, that i might inspire another artist is
profoundly rewarding.
your gift of thoughts spun into words as your gift of imagination sketches the canvas of your imagination is always a wonderful journey I take within…
Thank you for sharing…always a beautiful canvas
Take Care…You Matter…
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maryrose
hi maryrose,ty. it’s always a wonderful way to begin my
day with a poetic visit from you. Love and Hugs maryrose!
Always a sweet blessing to read your words! They delight the soul with their glow my brother! Blessings!
the gift is your kindness Wendell, it puts a smile in my heart. ty.
Oh, I love the textures and layers in your words here. Beautiful aren’t we all “hoping our Truth will be found.”
Love the trees as well, your shading is so well done i can feel the texture there as well!
yes, i believe that’s a universal desire, to be found, to be understood. seems it should be so much easier than it is, but there always seems to be so much between being found, allowing someone to ‘see’ us through the layers we build. ty for understanding what i was trying to convey in this poem, and with the drawing as well. Love and Hugs to you Melanie.
Beautiful!
ty so much echo, please know how humble you make this writer,
to see your gravatar on so many of my poems. i’m not quite sure
what light lit our paths to each other, but i am profoundly grateful for it.