Art

Here are two more of my pieces to start. My initial sketch and a finished one that I used the marker stylus on my computer.

Mountains--

strong and tall,

To the sky-

and into the heavens-

to sit and see all nature of things.

Mountains

strong and tall and

Proud.

Bird on Nest (a poem)

Sitting alone and quiet,

waiting, waiting and waiting,

Waiting on what though,

Could be waiting on the mate or

maybe waiting for a visitor of some kind or

waiting for food.

Lonely, but necessary, I suppose.

Just wait and see.

Bird on Nest and Autumn were both again done on my computer using the Paint function. On 'Bird' I used the crayon and on 'Autumn' I used the marker.

Autumn (a poem)

Leaves are changing,

yellow, red, orange and even green at times.

Leaves are falling,

swirling and

twirling down off the branches.

Crunching and munching as you walk around-

what a wonderful sound fallen leaves make.

Oh, glorious autumn!