Tag Archives: art and literature
the empty canvas (a poem)
0an empty canvas stands
in my living room waiting
hidden behind the layers of white
a myriad images call to me
begging me to coax them into being
clamoring for attention
paint me! one calls
no, me! croons another
me…me…me… another pleads
and yet another merely stares
with eyeless sight
the tubes and bottles of paint
sit silently accusing me of indecision
my brushes whisper hissing
static releasing sparks in the crisp september air.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2013
Breakout (poem and painting)
0it’s a splendid day
don’t rain on my parade
the sun will chase my troubles away
it’s time to get out of the shade
it’s a wonderful day
that groundhog will come out
the sun will melt the snow away
spring colours will soon break out
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011
Whale of a Tale (poem and painting)
0it’s a whale of a tale, i tell you
is it a tail of a whale you see?
i can’t really believe what you tell me
i don’t have to listen to you.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011
Castanets (poem and painting)
0the click and clack of castanets
accompany the dancers’ steps
the music’s not quite music yet
the dancers never once misstep
the skirts that swirl and twirl and flare
around lithe bodies and legs bare
are coloured petals in the air
that flit and fly now here now there
the castanets that clack and click
match alien steps all smart and quick
the dancers’ backs all stiff and straight
belie their nature wild innate
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011
Two Ships (poem and painting)
0silent dark water
bereft of light
two ships cross each other
in the silence of the night
what life is there on either
what work or play or fright
what unknown seabound voyager
in doubt awaits first light
how many lie in slumber
ensconced in surreal plight
how many wait and wonder
when land will be in sight
and still the ships forge deeper
in pertinacious flight
away from one another
away and out of sight
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011
Sunscape (poem and painting)
0red
hot
sun
hot
red
heat
hot
heat
waves
red
hot
glare
bright
sun
flare
bright
yellow
glare
bright
yellow
sliver
yellow
orange
flare
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011
1-800-Hotlips (poem and painting)
0call 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
Rosy Morning (poem and painting)
0a sliver of time before sunrise
wild buds burst open as if in surprise
raise dainty little heads in expectation
turn motley bright heads in exaltation
eastward into the early haze gazing
at the rising sun on a rosy misty morning
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011
A Strand of Hair (poem and painting)
0on a hot somnolent afternoon
her brown face smooth and clear
except for a single strand of hair
fallen loose from behind her ear
draws a wavy line down her face
distracting disturbing his pace
as he tried to keep hands in place
to keep from that wayward strand
to keep from her face his strong hand
on that hot tantalizing afternoon
© Cindy Lapeña, 2011