dVerse — poetic pop art — Big Hair

Center stage “Here’s looking at you, kid.”* See me — I’m watching you To see you watching My blonde tentacles I want to reach you See red lust and green envy In your eyes I want you to want to be me My luscious lips fill the void In your world of pink butterflies I…

Coloring Club Plus — 10/10/19 — Aerosmith’s Pump

I have decided to copy Hans’ idea of going through my music collection. I don’t have many LPs. Most of my music is in CD format, so I will be going through my CD collection, then the few –but growing– LP collection. I’ll add the name of the band and the album in the title…

Collage — Big Hair

Kerfe’s been encouraging me to get back to my artwork.  My primary medium is 5″ x 8″ paper collage.  I pulled out the magazine clippings tonight.  Usually it takes a long time to find the right images to go together, but tonight, these picked themselves.  I took a pic with the phone camera as usual,…

OctPoWriMo2019 Day 9 — Steel Snake

image link A train, snaking through terrain Carried passengers along this day Hailing from many paths on the way Stopping for passengers and cargo The travelers got out, stretched so Regarded landscape to and fro “An artist’s retreat would be perfect for this place!,” spoke the painter and commune dweller. “That forest would provide wood…

#FF — Celluloid Truth

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Mom’s 90th birthday was approaching. Us “kids,” now in our 60’s and 70’s, decided assisted living was imminent. It took blood, sweat, and tears to get Mom’s acceptance. She called and said, “June, I’m going through pictures. Come over and get some.” I arrived at the appointed time. One by…

Coloring Club Plus — 10/9/19

Interestingly, this song was written about a Korean woman, but the coloring is a Japanese geisha (and a Japanese model graces the album cover) and Chinese music is mentioned in the lyrics.  Please excuse the mish-mash, but there is an Eastern Asian flavor to the song so I think it works.  Aja makes me weep…

OctPoWriMo2019 — Day 8 — October Days and Nights

  Molding leaves merge with pungent pumpkin pulp Cider mists waft with cloves and cinnamon Crackling smoke rises white in light grey sky Time of decay and honoring the dead Indian summer makes pumpkins grow fat Molding leaves merge with pungent pumpkin pulp Hayrides, haunted trails, children’s piercing squeals Roasted corn, bobbing for apples in…