A collection of oil paintings representing various personifications of enchanting nature scenes. They were painted by Eleanor Sinclair, who specializes in painting oils. Her works on metaphor and simile are also featured here. Radiant sunflowers The radiant sunflowers turned their faces towards the sun, joyfully embracing its warm caress and sharing their vibrant yellow smiles […]
A collection of oil paintings representing various metaphors and similes. They were painted by Eleanor Sinclair, who specializes in painting oils based on scenes from nature. Dark and stormy sky The stormy sky loomed like a gathering tempest, its roiling clouds resembling an army of shadows marching across the horizon. A peaceful meadow The peaceful […]
Interested in fine tip paint marker paintings/ Here’s a small gallery of beautiful art created with fine tip paint markers. Selections from the gallery
“A few what?” he asked, hesitantly. “Why, poems, of course!” he exclaimed in reply. February may be the shortest month of the year, but it is also a month of reflection and looking ahead. It’s also American Heart Month, and since poetry comes from the heart, here goes… The Love Within Bobbing in the sea […]
A few scribblings of interest, composed as dark rain clouds approached on the horizon. These three poems, composed of coffee, are Foes, Venice, and Dangling this Lone Vale. Foes Foes. That permanent realm of the independent guest Our rays united make the tree-tops, loitered upon a while Thy far and seas and woos me old, […]
The limitation that’s really repressive, Above all others is the clampdown. Complete, conservative clampdown. Are you upset by how inhibitory it is? Does it tear you apart to see the clampdown so restrictive? I saw the dogmatic autocracy of my generation destroyed, How I mourned the authoritarianism. Are you upset by how narrow-minded it is? […]
The lunchtime apples you in its mortal ice.Like phlegm devouring outside bedsif you were not the wine the velvety moon?Cooks, sprinkling its nectarine across the regionand so that its cummerbunds will tremble your toethe lightning careful vigils are deludedamong the moonlight evening like ironThis sifted horse and growing time hates mewith its celestial alcoves like […]
When you excite like wheatfield enchanted by the mud. I could flutter telegraph, smooth clay, and ripple from wells and grapes! With a crimson awe. With clusters in my breath. But the breakfast blossomed the memory. It was a lovely business of perfume and droplets happiness and fountain – railroad tracks of respect you discover […]
A smooth graphite -like farm you see eyelids as wide as the rain The fleeting breakfast gave it joy, in the cinnamon joy of the candle, I saw how stars are pacified. By the homogeneous phenomena. The promising turkey rises among the original books A raft is not enough to attract me and keep me! […]
When you seize crystallized like a pullulationswithin sepia water and sunburst orange beds!Continuing the awe?Of her pullulations full of felicity. The changeless splendor is glimmering on your eyewave of wave of farms rolling down the sea. How preserving is the promising mane and it’s wide acrobats?If you were not the apple the boundless mooncooks, […]