1-800-HOTLIPS (Poem and Painting)

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1-800-hotlips (watercolor on paper, 12″x18″)

call the number

if you dare

up from slumber

drop all care

get it right

don’t hesitate

don’t take all night

don’t start too late

who will answer

can you know

miss or mister

high voice or low

do you dare

to call the number

bring the player

into your chamber

hesitate

a moment more

you won’t find fate

at your front door

 

© Cindy Lapeña, 2011

 

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Sunscape

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Sunscape (watercolor on paper, 12"x18")

red

hot

sun

hot

red

heat

hot

heat

waves

red

hot

glare

bright

sun

flare

bright

yellow

glare

bright

yellow

sliver

yellow

orange

flare

Winter of Despair (poem and painting)

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Crouching in the shadows

Doubting, desperate, and despondent

Even the sunlight is drab

© Cindy Lapeña, 2011

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Dance of Joy (painting & poem)

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The body moves

but the soul dances

The voice may be heard

but the heart sings out

The mind invents

but the spirit creates

All art emanates from their creators

All creators live through their art

© Cindy Lapeña, 2011

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Storm

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A solitary raindrop falls

On the neighbor’s rooftop

Echoing on the metal

Like the fragment of the thunderstorm it is.

Haiku: Thunderclouds

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Thunderclouds threaten

Sunlight fades to purple haze

Autumn night has come.

A poem for Maeyet

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things are not always the way they seem

they could be harder than you make them appear

you smile through it all

a sweet gentle smile with twinkling eyes

but sometimes a deep sadness sometimes pain

hidden behind that smile

you glide through it all

an effortless meandering

over every path you take

no matter how rugged or rough

beneath your feet that glide

because

you are

a fresh breeze

a whiff of the cool morning air

a spot of sunshine

a touch of hope

a warm embrace

a harbor of sanity

a goblet of cheer

a vessel of love

a welcoming heart

a giving tree

a fountain of youth

an ocean of life

all colors of the rainbow