

DevotionalDevotional (11/21/08)- dedicated to S. HoustonDevotional
Her hands move- graceful, fluid peeling away the barest layers Brown earth shifting beneath her fingers soft, sharp eyes focused on the clay, calculating, concentrating, creating, making
she is a Creator of Things
Her body shows the true nature of her craft. she is as smooth clay, fine, liquid brushstrokes molded into near-perfect form a short Curve goes far for her frame as she bends and twists, lean figure shifting and flexing
an imitation of her creation how sensational


Nocturne of the Boy-ChildNocturne of the Boy-Child (10/21/08)Nocturne of the Boy-Child
The moon appears in the eastern shade, eager to glide through the footsteps of her warm, happy brother. Such things are to the delight of the tiny prince
O, what a sweet cherub he is- decadent love of his mother, pride of his father Now, off he flies, over
(perhaps even o'er) dale.
He glides above the silver ribbon-mirror of that beautiful Lady-of-the-Sky Fat fingers trace through the unknown media of imaginary substance.
He lands, and settles evermore into warm surroundings And, as open eyes re
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