Happy Halloween

a fat little pumpkin
sitting in a pumpkin patch
"not me, you can't catch"
he rolled and he rolled and
he rolled down the hill
until the skinny witch caught him
and cried
"don't you roll around.
its halloween
-we'll spook the town!"
and onto her broom
along with her cat,
they flew through the night,
scaring this town and that
and when the stars were all fading
and the morning was nigh
the fat little pumpkin
was left in his patch;
with a gleam in his eye
and the sun shining high.

liz

photo credit:
Pumpkin PAtch by ~AdoC
Digital Art / Paintings & Airbrushing / Surreal ©2007-2010 ~AdoC

you've been warned

that this blog may contain a bit of bad poetry, so here it is - read on only if you dare!

red, the sun on a hazy morning
red, the color of anger flowing through my veins
red, the hue of valentine's and lovers' quotes
hearts and roses and sexy dress
red, the opposite of black in a banker's notes

red, the traffic stops and its light alerts me the car needs gas
red, the blood reminding me that i'm just a woman after all
weak and vulnerable yet the sign that i'm a source of life
red, the apple skin, the sunburn, the sauce that stains the tablecloth

red lets everyone know i spent all night crying
gives away my secret cold, all that blowing colors my nose

photo credit:
shannonwing.com
Red Sun
12"x12"
acrylics on canvas

ribbons of cotton

in the moments before the dawn,
the river is black
the warm waters causing steamy swirls,
ribbons of cotton rising
flowing, curling, and eventually falling,
then rising again above the falls
dancing figures disappearing in the cold sky -
a fish surfaces for just a second
shatters the illusion of
flowing obsidian