Sunshine in Life’s Shadows… Sunshine casting a bright hello. Where do I wish to go? Here I sit, with my morning coffee. I wonder will my life simply be an apostrophe? Why do I live constrained? And allow myself to be restrained. I’m weary of playing the fool. Time to […]
Poems
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This poem and painting is about the green man who roves and protects the earth. He has seen many good and sad things. And only his eyes tell us the tales. Enjoy! “Eyes of Love and Fire” By Amee Dickson The green-mans eyes breath out his tales, His deep […]
This poem is about two friends who find each other. They both were lonely and helped each other heal. Poem and art by Amethyst Dickson Once upon a “It could happen” story Once upon a “It could happen” story Here’s lie before you, The Solitude of Princess Apricot. She is […]
My ever so Beautifully Amazingly talented and just simply Beautiful Cousin Amethyst Peony Dickson wrote this poem among many. She’s gonna be famous . She already is in my eyes. Artwork done by her as well. So INFUCKINCREDIBLE ❤❤❤💋💋💋 brings me to tears. I relate wholy to this poem as […]
My wildcard Ego by Amee Dickson (pic and poem) Rusty shadows of carnations All Wrapped up in catastrophes, Beautiful wildcard allusions With every hair out of place. She is a symphony Of No written light, Alone I cannot feel alive Without her buoyant whirlwind. The Eclipse of her tongue With […]
Flickering wild blue eyes Reading red silk petals Swaying in the breeze Strange things whispering Foresight on my lap Black cat, old soul Echo of none other One with Gaia Terra and stars Feyness concealed Golden views slant Intrinsically shushed Soft little paws Destiny embracing Magic red silk petals. By […]
Feathers bathed in the elixir Of a sun-shower, Dried by wispy jet streams Of a blue sky. Whipping seas to sail above Swirling merengue peaks, Teasing To perch For a hurried glance. Faintly stroking the spray Offpolished driftwood, With an ascent to flirt With Autumn warm rays. Instead meet snowflakes […]
My life has been like A fruit salad mosaic. A Kaleidoscope view, Curiously seeking to Take a peek through The Looking Glass. Not so clear what’s missing, A squished ambrosia if you will, With Sour apples from Gobble Market, Not anywhere near Confucius Lane. Broken tile roads Multicoloured, Missing cement, […]
My life has been like A fruit salad mosaic. A Kaleidoscope view, Curiously seeking to Take a peek through The Looking Glass. Not so clear what’s missing, A squished ambrosia if you will, With Sour apples from Gobble Market, Not anywhere near Confucius Lane. Broken tile roads Multicoloured, Missing […]
The Blank Canvas Mornings are like a white canvas Paint it with the colours Of curiosity and wonder Dabble it however you want to Layer it uniquely with expression Mix it with meaning and significance Inhabit it with the ink of joy Sketch it with intention Present it […]