Homage to O'Keeffe's Series I, No.8 24"x24" Acrylic on Canvas

Homage to O'Keeffe's Jack in the Pulpit 24"x24" Acrylic on Canvas

I Am...

I Am...

I am not just a wife
I am not just a mother
I am not just a daughter
I am not just a sister
I am not just a friend
I am ALL of this and MORE
I am an Artist
I have a passion
My heart is Happy
I have found my way back
I am living
I am visualizing
I am manifesting
I am creating
I am not alone
I am an instrument
I am a vessel
I AM BLESSED
Thank you Heavenly Father

Romance II

She looked at him with lust in her eyes

He ran his hands softly up and down her thighs

She loved the way he made her feel with the slightest of touch

Taking it all in, she can never get enough

Licking her lips and biting her hand

She couldn't wait to have her way with her man

Slowly undressing to prolong her desire

Ready to quench this lustful fire

Hand in hand they walk into a candlelit room

Dancing slowly to a familiar tune

He gently lays her upon the bed

Kissing her softly on her fore head

He begins to undress and she has her way

They make love until the break of day...

Safety in captivity

Sometimes I feel like captivity
Is the best place for me
Away from everything and everybody so I can't be seen
Freedom is bitter sweet, a false treat
I thought I was just having fun
Secrecy made my rendezvous so sweet
Gave me a high that couldn't be beat
But now I feel empty and lonely and blue
Tomorrow came and there was no you...

Angry

I am ANGRY
No longer sad or blue
ANGRY for the pain the shooter put us through
How in the world can we go through our day
When mothers and fathers lost their babies in this FUCKED UP way
I want to SCREAM
For ALL the victims
Living and dead
The tragedy is this won't be the end
More innocent people will lose their lives
Because the right to have a gun
Trumps crazy
EVERY TIME!!!!

In the Spirit

A spiritual being
Being human
A human being searching the spirit
Spiritual comfort
A familiar place
A quiet space
Solitude
Alone with only thoughts
and the sounds of nature
Birds chirping
Waves crashing
The smell of the ocean breeze
The sounds that comfort me
No music
No words
Just silence
The sound of my breathing
I can think
The chaos is gone
It becomes clear
I am home
Alone with my thoughts
One with the spirit
I can breath....