Toronto's Gainsborough Landscape

Wistful, nostalgic

Gainsborough's landscapes revived

in Toronto's bay

 

The shroud of love

A photo of art is not an artistic photo but I'm sharing this today as I can't find anything better.  This work in progress is part of a mural that I've been painting.  It's cool to see the story unfold as I paint.

from mankind's first kiss

dreams, magic, myth blur reason

in the shroud of love

 

Weeping Willows

 bare willows weeping

their scraggly limbs exposed

waiting for spring cover

                    

Leonard Cohen at AGO

lone poet's darkness glows

romance with musical words

alive forever

Flower Power

 ha! flower power

blooming bright, bold, defying

snow freeze, naked trees

Winter Swan

 a swan swims serene

fearless, free on the cold lake

nature's law prevails

A Poem a Day

Wishing you a great beginning to 2023. May your wishes come true.

I’m back after a long pause to share with you a short poem each day this year. Most will be in haiku style, my way of honouring the memory of a very dear loved one who had a passion for haikus. I will also post a photo or video I've taken each day. Enjoy. Comments welcome.

a new year of love

passion, creation in motion

rapture melts the frost

Wishing you Peace, Health and Love

 

Wishing you health and love this holiday season

 

Feeling blessed with love

and sharing it with you all.

Keep healthy and safe.

Dusk by the lake

The beauty of the sky and the lake,

the changing colours and moods of nature

stir in me so much awe and love.

Sharing a few poems and words of wisdom by Rumi that reflect how I feel.

He is a poet that a dear nephew introduced me to 

when he gave me a book of poetry titled

La religion de l'amour

When I read Rumi, I think of my nephew, his kindness,

his calm individuality and his philosophy of love.

I am thankful for his priceless gift.

***

I am so small I can barely be seen.

How can this great love be inside me?

Look at your eyes. They are small,

But they see enormous things.

***

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

***

In your light I learn how to love. 

In your beauty, how to make poems. 

You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, 

but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

***