Arts

Future Car

/ Flowerpoet / 4 Comments

Future Car

I dream of my future Car,

(probably not in this lifetime)

a vehicle of futuristic design

fully equipped for flight,

perhaps like those that are

now hidden away from sight

until someone figures out how

to map highways in the sky.

My dream car is energy efficient

and sufficient for needs and wishes.

With it, I jet or travel slow

wherever I’m free to go.

It’s body is painted iridescent

and in the dark, it’s luminescent,

fitted with lights that clearly beam

signals to other cars that seem

like something out of dreams.

Front and back and sides,

my car has changeable lights

shining, sparkling white or gold

or even infrared for night.

I speak to my beautiful car,

perhaps I’ll call her Emily Carr,

an Artist, Nature-love driven,

and my car speaks back to me.

Do I want my Music, my GPS?

Of all the options to choose,

I won’t let my car drive me.

‘I’ll drive myself, thank you!’

Alas, my car’s just in my head.

Imagination fed, I’ll now stay

or drive the car outside my door,

a car I do hope will last,

my ‘golden chariot’ way long past

when it was new (like me).

Imagination makes me chuckle.

Buckle up and fly with me!

*******

February 22, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Every Artist Has

/ Flowerpoet / 2 Comments

Every Artist Has

Every Artist has a Heart-Song

you can hear and feel and see,

a symmetrical or asymmetrical

rhythm and harmony creating

through their signature frequencies

identifiable, recognizable Art

resonating with others or not.

*******

Every Artist has a Heart-Song

with simple or complex themes

communicating their experiences,

their views, their loves, their dreams

through spectrums and scales

of light and sound and matter,

telling us who they are and wish to be.

*******

We all hear an Artist’s Heart-Song.

All our Senses help us to know

when an Artist is truly free

to go where their Heart takes them,

to fulfill their chosen destiny

amidst a world of distractions,

of needs and desires met or not.

*******

So many Artists craft their Arts

now in the present simultaneously-

now in the past of our history-

now in the future expressions-

manifesting creative energy,

all singing their own Heart-Songs

that work to shape world views.

*******

Artists can advance our evolution,

create change, even revolution

in Understandings of who we are,

revealing through their imagination

glimpses of who we might be

co-creating as one in harmony

yet different as we can be.

*******

Is it really any wonder

that any militant, dictatorial power

forces Artists to conform or cower

fearful of their own Heart-Songs

expressing their beauty creatively,

expressing their themes and dreams,

seen as threats to such Authority.

*******

When Political, Religious, Commercial-

national and global bodies-

groups of people, systems and entities

are confident, secure, of their positions,

they pose no threat, no danger

to any Artists and their Heart-Songs

expressing Life freely and joyously.

*******

February 22, 2023

(7 groups of 7 lines)

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Sea of Thoughts

/ Flowerpoet / 8 Comments
Sea of Thoughts acrylic painting by Shelley A. Wilson

Sea of Thoughts

I swim in a Sea of Thoughts,

many Thoughts by others,

many Thoughts all of my own.

I often tread on the Surface-

that Everyday Consciousness

weathered by Sunlight and Storm,

shared by or with others

Communicating the ‘norm’

in clearly Calm or Troubled Sea.

Sometimes I avoid ugly Pollution

moved by Emotions that I see

as Tidal Waves of Confusion,

Waves of Conflict and Misery,

high Waves on a Sea of Thoughts.

Sometimes I just float Free

resting in Peace and Serenity.

Sometimes I choose to dive Deep

into Thoughts by others mixed

with Thoughts all my own

down into the Deeper Unknown

or Deep Thoughts already Known-

Thoughts others Explore as well.

Within the Deep and Deeper

exists a World of Strange Beauty

where glimpses of Thought-forms

dwell adept to thrive under Pressure-

ones creating their own Inner Light

or staying well-hidden out of sight

till stirred by Curious Delight.

Fascinated by this Strange Beauty

exciting Imagination through Wonder,

I let go my Fears through Love.

Sometimes I will even Wonder

if through Respect and Empathy,

I could swim in Alien Seas.

February 21, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Child’s Play

/ Flowerpoet / 10 Comments

Child’s Play

Well, here I am at 72

playing with Art,

carefree as a Child

creating Art for Fun,

finding Joy in Process,

spontaneous, having Fun.

Others may Judge it,

the before and after,

the start to the finished,

but Ego and Mind aside,

I don’t see it being

either Good or Bad,

Right or Wrong in execution,

Amateurish or Professional,

something to value

with praise or money,

or something to trash,

not good enough

when I am done.

Well, to be honest,

my Ego and Mind

may yet jump on it,

this Child’s Play Art,

may turn my Joy

into Cold Judgment,

deciding its Good or Bad,

but for now it’s

a Creative Present

from Me to Me

and I’m just having

Fun.

February 19, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Shy Amaryllis

/ Flowerpoet / Leave a comment

This Amaryllis prefers soft candlelight to harsh glare. (She whispered her preference to me. She also prefers a bit of distance from harmful fire and heat and bows humbly even with a little support.) I posted this morning’s photo on my other site- another side that I hope will bloom to its potential at FlowerpoetShelley.

February 18, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC