Thursday, March 19, 2009

Swirling,Billowy,Clouds - acrylic cloud painting with poetry

Upon a high, and lonely hill.
A dark and listless wind doeth blow.
The grass does dance,
the tree do sway,
as the light does rise,
from a hidden place.
And the whirling,swirling, wind dies down,
and the night does come,
and the stillness reigns,
and someone, hopes, for a brighter day.

For any one who follows me . This is a previous painting to my blog. The link following is for a site where they have a topic, and different artist express that idea in art, words, photography, etc. I decided to do both art and poetry.
The topic was SWIRLING
I hope you enjoy it.
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5 comments:

  1. I like it! I love the clouds in this piece. And the poem is a perfect fit.

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  2. I like the way the light is coming through and the poem is perfect.

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  3. Derek, you are a true Renaissance man! I am now following your blog.

    Lynne (from Vast)

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  4. Hi Cuz!
    I googled you and found your blog. Your paintings are georgeous! I still have the one grandma had on her wall, "early Derek" ;) I always said that if I could paint, I would paint nothing but clouds. I didn't know you could write poetry too.You are very talented.
    If you ever get down our way, let me know.

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