Showing posts with label Painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Painting. Show all posts

Wednesday, 24 April 2019

Did those petals weep?



And did those petals weep Vincent?
Knowing no almonds could they form
When from the tree a blossoming twig was torn

But I can see you smile Vincent
As with pleasure a new painting's born
As the tree cries with untold grief forlorn 

Okay you have cut off one ear
Which is some recompense that's true
I am talking of life, not about you

Humans show how we can destroy
You have shown us new ways to see
I see the use of insects and bees





Image found at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Almond-Blossoms


This is of course is a parody of the use of pesticides that are not only harmful to insects but humans as well. Sadly selling dangerous chemicals like this freely will probably result in the destruction of many useful wild flora and essential insects that fertilize flowers and plants. If this continues we shall probably have one more lifeless planet in this solar system!

Sunday, 14 April 2019

Puppet on wire


Tobacco smoke drifted about
How that brought sad memories back
When we were young and oh so free
Thinking about you loving me

Cuddled up, stoned on cheap white wine
Wanting, touching, kissing just you
Long gone days of tangerine skies
Loving, looking in your green eyes

Then winter came, you're not yourself
Both you and the days were quite cold
For that's the way, love rarely lasts
You left me as the cruel wind blasts

So I took up painting again
Daubing colors which were not bright
Except some symbols of lost love
Puppet on wire, and just one glove

Image found at https://pixabay.com/photos/search/painter/ I

Saturday, 15 July 2017

The rain poured down


My wife had gone to have a bath
I said I'd work in the garden
But outside the rain poured down
Just one blackbird looked up at me
As I stood on the verandah

A bamboo bush swayed in the wind
Dirty clouds scudded across the sky
The leafless fruit trees quite silent
Singing came from my now clean spouse
So went back in to light a fire

She now emerged with glowing skin
Looking like an artist's painting
Hanging on a gallery wall
Clearly now I was not a monk
For a stirring need was so dire

Image of Nude-art-043 by G. Gull found at https://fineartamerica.com

Thursday, 20 October 2016

Paddy the painter


Paddy was in a fix as his wife Liz was complaining about the outside painting once again as she expected him to do it himself to save money.

They had been in the house now for over thirty years and George had diligently done all the maintenance himself but now he was retired he thought it would be better if someone else did it for him.

"We can't afford it" Liz moaned so Paddy reluctantly agreed to do the work and as the weather was fine decided to do the gutters and downpipes and worry about the doors and windows later on.

He was very careful and took his time and spent a lot of time admiring the view over the next door neighbor's fence for they had a pool installed last year and the neighbors wife was having a swim each day.

So Paddy worked carefully at roof level each day and Liz came out to see how he was doing telling him she would make him a cup of tea.

"No hurry" Paddy called out I still have a lot to do up here and smiled as the neighbors wife waved to him from the pool.

Image found at www.shutterstock.com