So much I want to do, so little time.
Staging photos
can bring such pleasure.
Creamy hot cocoa
animal crackers,
my journal with collage cover
the white bedroom I’ve created
out of my Hollywood imagination.
I want to remember this forever!
The sunlight, the deck,
the shadows on the carpet,
the flowers in a favorite mug
the wicker bed tray as a table.
and then I take some photos
of journal sketches.
The yellow boots Suzanne
loaned me when it snowed.
My funny comments to myself
which I LOVE to re-read on a dismal day.
I try to keep myself pumped up
and happy.
And yes, I have my ever-recurring
reason to create art, or stage photos
That broken heart I was born with.
There is meaning in every teardrop,
in every sadness or broken dream,
when you believe in love.
And I do.
And I do.
You can create something
colorfully artistic.
Even make a staged photo of
fried okra and fried yellow tomatoes!
Or take one from nature.
The beauty of color and form
in an okra blossom.
in an okra blossom.
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