The Aspiring Bard

Crown of stars, Cloak of gold - Older than your Oldest old - Stand to watch The ages fly... Clouds across A fading sky. I shall stand, With starlit head, And bemoan Your empty dead. I shall stand And hear the sigh Of a life-age Passing by.

My heart was heavy as a stone As I stood there, All alone, In a world of human faces, Brick and pavement, Airs and graces. All alone Without a tree Or wild thing To comfort me.

The croplands are a palette Of purple, brown and green. My yard a mass of hyacinth With daffodils between. A rogue March wind plays havoc On neatly braided hair, And brings a smell of greening To clean the lifeless air. Reclusive little pussy toes Peep from their fairy ring, And strident herald starlings Declare the coming spring.

As an artist, I often wish that there was a place where I could go and get artistically re-charged. A place that was full of all the music, pictures, and poetry that made me feel like 'I can actually do this'. So, my thought was, 'why not create a blog?' Yes, ANOTHER blog. I guess I should just face up to the fact that I have an addiction. ;-) Anyway, this wonderful new blog would be a place where I could collect all of the things that inspire me into one organized, easily accessible place and possibly also post some tutorials, articles, or other kinds of what-not that I find interesting. But, of course, I must be a visionary. Whatever ideas I have must immediately be expanded into some big, grandiose dream. So, I decided that it would be really amazing if other artsy souls could contribute, and the blog could turn into some sort of place where artists could just hang out and be inspired. This idea is still very much in its infancy, but I'm pretty sure that it...