No Umbrella: Painted in Recent Art Class

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Painted in Recent Art Class

4 comments:

Judy Roney said...: I love your colors, Di. I can just reach out and touch those tulips! I know you have to be proud of yourself for doing round things in the vase and bowl. That is the hardest thing for me. You did good, girl. Congratulations. I'm so glad you are getting back to your painting. Keep on painting! What are you working on now?; March 9, 2009 at 2:56 PM
Ann said...: How neat to see your paintings, Diane! I don't know much about painting, but these are definitely pleasing to the eye.; March 9, 2009 at 10:20 PM
Victoria said...: Thanks for sharing your paintings Diane - so bright and bold - alive.; March 14, 2009 at 12:31 AM
Mary said...: Your paintings are wonderful. So great to see you painting again. I love the colorfulness of the flowers. Thinking SPRING here!; March 21, 2009 at 6:44 AM

No Umbrellas

The rain runs down my face
like mascara on a hot day, melts
on my arms like warm mayonnaise,
dampens my clothes as if it came
from an old-fashioned laundry
bottle with a sprinkle top, dispenses
water to iron my wrinkled clothes.

It matters not where I am
or was, walking barefoot
through puddles and creeks
with my best friend beside me,
swimming in a lake, exploring
a city I've never seen, half a
world away, anywhere.

When I came from a rainy climate
I said that was why, but later said
the same when the new climate was
dry, tropical, marine, desert, arctic.
It matters not. Life remains equal.
Nothing protects, nothing shields.
My choice. Rain. Life. The same.

When the rain comes
I have nothing to deflect it,
no urge to escape to an inside
room, no feelings of coldness
or dampness, no fear of what
might escort it, nothing at all.
No umbrellas for pouring rain.

No Umbrella

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Painted in Recent Art Class

4 comments:

Tulip and Violet

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