Love me love me not .

[low_tide]

Love me, love me not



I was raised on a farm
Driving a tractor,
I saw those wonderful colors
And smelled those great fragrances
Of sweet clover, hay, mustard,
And wild daisies shifting all over the place
Following the mood of the wind
The bouquet was exquisite each day
And forever changing

Neurologically speaking,
Let say that the windy days have continued
Bringing on some unknown distractions at times
We lost a few petals here and there
We got twisted along the way
Maybe we have lost some shade too
But at least we are still standing,
One against each other,
Engaging in a sweet morning chat
With the fresh dew on our brittle petals

Really, we are proud daisies!
We are still standing and,
Wherever the direction of the windy breeze
Swings us, we allow the gesture
Because, for us, surrender
Has become, lets say… much easier
One petal here,
One petal there,
We share what we have left
And together,
Well, it feel so much better
And the field looks much fuller

Like children who are holding hands
In a fearful situation, or joyful one,
We are using our petals to find the complete connection.
Now we stand much stronger
As we all know,
It is about loving ourselves deep down
And open our heart and vision
So ,yes “Love me, love me not"
I must love myself enough
to respect others.

Danielle Schnupp

[tic chick]

how lovely the poem and painting go together!

you are so gifted.

thank you for bringing a little pleasure into my day.*smallrose

jeannie

[Lavandula Canadensis]

I consider myself very very very lucky to have been able to see this painting in real... I felt like I was melting into the landscape... couldn't help it... it will be very inspiring for my future meditation and visualization sessions to see it here on the BT website... every time I will need to... Thank you so much low_tide for sharing it with us !!!

Time for another café au lait (de riz) ! Cheers !!! *coffee *gingerbreadman

[low_tide]

To Tic Chick and Lavandula Canadensis,i want to thank you both for your kind feedback on the my poem Love me love me not and the painting of daiseys .Expressing oneself brings always different channel of communication.Sometimes the words seems to come out first ,other times we feel only like letting the brush do its magic .What i find so wonderful is ,that we all have a side of us that bring us harmony ....we must find that quiet sanctuary in promoting healing.

[waves]

Sometimes the words seems to come out first ,other times we feel only like letting the brush do its magic.wow this is exactly how it is with me when i write songs. i have never seen the combination of a poem and painting before... but it was beautiful. thank you. :)

What i find so wonderful is ,that we all have a side of us that bring us harmony ....we must find that quiet sanctuary in promoting healing.well put... sometimes even when my voice fails and the pen fails my fingers can walk over my guitar in a soothing melody... ok this is off topic for a graphic art forum but so what it is just what related ;)

~ waves ~

[Lavandula Canadensis]

sometimes even when my voice fails and the pen fails my fingers can walk over my guitar in a soothing melody... ok this is off topic for a graphic art forum but so what it is just what related ;)
~ waves ~

waves, this is why we also need a sub-forum for Audible Art... hopefully, we'll be able to hear a sample of your audible art pretty soon... :D