Creating Stillness

Here is my second attempt at trying to write a Tanka, for the weekend challenge.   I applied form this type-five lines with syllables, to evoke a memory.  The first one is all about my time with my grandparents.  Once a week, I was invited to have tea with them-a special time for me.   Their view was aligned by the sea, roses and their bird feeders.  Red Rose tea was served daily, but at our tea party a loose blend was steeped and served with special homemade cookies or muffins.

Steeped sea green pearls

warmth overcomes salty mood

swirling thoughts linger

portal of calm opens heart

fragile red rose hips remind me

© Ellen Wilson

 Yellow hearts climb high

their tiny arms fragment their dreams

hope planted in sepia

reaching kite blue tail's cast off string

embracing wings for last dance

© Ellen Wilson

 Hello Ruby flower

your exotic petals float

 Sun is joining us

dear sit near Peter by sky blue glories

your tea has sunflower's smile.

© Ellen Wilson

ART Challenge: Featuring Mike Worrall

For our Sunday challenge, Grace shared with us the talented surreal painter Mike Worrall!

"The enigmatic, dreamlike paintings of Mike Worrall are often inspired by historical themes.  Informed by his work in film, Worrall deals with the sublime in his hyperreal depictions of the mysterious.  As in a dream, the quiet façade and the beauty of the large scale oil paintings masks the intriguing content and enormous energy underpinning the works."


Thank you Grace!  Mike's art is wonderful~

For a complete view of his work, please visit here.

Poets Corner, oil on linen, 122x155cm, 2002



The Musical called Day 

My petals unfold as

Soleil twirls her skirt

bleeding light onto

green starred pasture

Honey bees hum as my
poem blooms

playing four notes

north, south, east and west

pointing my fate

towards night's garden

soon wormy darkness creeps

into our evergreen sea

 my blush petals deepen into maroon

 I surrender my neck my bridge

into heaven's blue crystallized soil

strum my fate

feathering fingers with

Brahm's lullaby
tomorrow I will play a hurricane
casting away the Iceberg Roses
their blood chills us all. 

© Ellen Wilson

Geometry of Costume, oil on canvas, 122x182cm, 2002

 FOUNTAIN OF LIFE

Geometry plays tricks

daughter dear-faded pearls n' dust

decorate family tree

dewy peach skin 

outlined charcoal doe eyes

grace blushed apple smile

dimpled thoughts wink

doorway of souls

float in bleached white memories

silver feathers glide

appearing in  hands, in smile

elfin manner transformed

every quarter hour

face chimes

You Westminster and I

Winchester

  archived map lives on

in golden floral notes

n' sands of time
 Daughter your Quadrilateral
I'm sorry
your father is famous
Yes, you know him
Time Square.

© Ellen Wilson

Thank you Mike!   Great challenge Grace~