i tried that old meditation,
breathe in, breathe out,
called to our caveman ancestors
and later that day,
rocks were a glow,
my insides felt the heat
Publicités
Publicités
still wild
Publié dans abstrait, acrylic, nature, picture, poem
Tagué poem and painting, sedona sensation, the wild wild west is still wild
oh! there’s one
radiant gloom
does drum
all day
Publié dans acrylic, flowers, life, nature, photography, picture, poem, poetry
Tagué arizona flowers, mountain side vegetation, poems about paintings, sudden inspiration
Three rivers therapy
Publié dans acrylic, hope, nature, photography, picture, poem
Tagué nature painting and poetry, poem, poetry, therapy without pills, wild rivers
Dancing Trees
Acrylic on wood
Publié dans acrylic, hope, life, nature, photography, picture, poem, poetry
Tagué dancing, Dancing trees, let's stick around and dance, poem, poetry, Still the Jungle poetry, who needs a boat builder to get off an island!
i woke up one morning….
Vue de la cour arrière (acrylic on canvas, 16 x 8)
i yawned,
looked up, and
decided….
« ok, I’ll live another day. »
words by Steve Myers
How to walk in snow
Winter Sun (Acrylic on canvas, 24 x 18)
How to walk in snow
Each step a rocky mountain
3-feet deep in impossible dreams
that instantly come true
repeat
repeat
repeat
Poem by Steve Myers
from the book Dreaming .400
Publié dans acrylic, baseball, clouds, nature, photography, picture, poem, poetry
Tagué decoration, design, Dreaming .400, meditation, paintings with snow, poem, poetry, relaxation, sunset paintings
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Try Me
Try Me (acrylic on canvas, 24 x 30)
satellites don’t tire of intergalactic travel,
but they probably squeak when damaged and
make other machine related ‘ouch’ noises,
till the last battery is drained,
and even then,
hovering there,
for a few seconds anyway,
spying on tundra green down below,
and then like a crashing sky lab,
determined as ever,
to begin again.
words by Steve
