Winter Goddess

A soft sigh escapes her

as the last leaf falls

into the darkness of Winter;

now

only the cold remains.

©ACG

01 November 2012

The Last Sunny Day

As the sun sets slowly

above the water's edge,

I see the Fall fade away

with a sigh of gemstone leaves;

I feel the icy fingers of Winter

creep over me

as the night air chills

and the dark night falls.

©ACG

18 October 2012

Written In The Stars

Long before our Lives entwined,

we were Written In The Stars;

the Threads of Fate woven through

as Kismet so conspires.

Destiny played her hand

with the Moon upon the Sea,

and Equinox and Solstice met

in the forms of thee and me;

whilst Moonbeams forged our Hearts,

two Souls became as one;

mere Death cannot our Love eclipse,

a Fire brighter than the Sun.

Brightly burns our Ring of Fire,

fueled with Love’s caress,

swirls of Stars embrace us

in Eternal Tenderness.

©ACG

04 September 2012

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Leo

Stars aligned for you

mysterious Blue Moon shining

a fierce Lion roars

© ACG

08 August 2012

~ for Aly

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On Watch

Non sibi sed patriae.

always on watch;

not self but country.

© ACG

30 June 2012

rose photos

trees photos

tree photos

indiana photos

indiana prints

indiana paintings

Wandering

Wandering the aisles,

fingers itching,

reaching spastically,

for this oh that,

gasping in

oohs and ahs,

desiring

supplies,

even the ones

I know not how to use;

so expensive.

at home,

I kneel

to paint,

cramped legs

longing to stretch,

my visions

so clearly defined,

my work

a reflection

of something else entirely;

so mercurial.

© ACG

08 May 2012

hydrangeas paintings

bayou paintings

cemetery photos

st. louis cemetery photos

acrylic paintings

awareness mixed media

garden prints

photograph photos

statue photos

flowers art

roses art

french quarter photos

landscape greeting cards

roses greeting cards

roses paintings

flowers greeting cards

garden paintings

landscape paintings

landscape canvas prints

flowers canvas prints

flowers paintings

mixed media paintings

new orleans photos

Lost Days

I gaze backwards,

longing to recapture

something of the past,

sadly aware that the view

has lost certainty,

a crispness gone,

from a thousand yesterdays.

Lost days linger,

suspended over me

in my medicated haze,

a thickened humidity in my brain,

a gloom of memory drapes

like the Spanish Moss

in southern swamps

hangs heavily swaying

descending yet never

falling to the ground beneath.

© ACG

23 March 2012

Panther Island

Forever the Swamp stretches on,

its sultry air presses down

upon me,

yet I stay

~ my Island in the Bayou ~

a living monument,

my refuge,

for my Sanctuary lives here;

quiet as a shadow, he comes,

my panther, my Savior,

he glides in silence,

with liquid eyes that mesmerize,

muscles moving beneath his skin

like a magnet irresistible,

a guttural purr comforts me

as I nestle in,

safe at last;

And yet, suddenly a storm rages,

the Beast is free,

a violent eruption of cruelty

with petty excuse

of words misunderstood

or forgotten

~ it matters not ~

I cannot

move or speak,

paralyzed as he becomes not my Savior,

not my Sanctuary,

just a haunting echo

of my Nightmare past;

Until I remember

~ this time, too ~

I can leave.

©ACG

09 March 2012



The Last Druid Dance

Through morning mist they shall move

easily, dancing up the tortured paths

to kindle their waiting holy fires,

each his own Master,

leading the people in eternal dance,

awaiting this New Dawn.

Alone, Patrick climbs;

with no followers he trudges

up the highest peak,

the lonely place of his destiny,

the Holy Mountain beckons;

the Night sighs gently as he bends,

lighting his fire first.

Patrick's Holy Fire rises;

the long dance of the Druids

abruptly ends.

© ACG

29 February 2012

Be My Valentine

Be My Valentine,

forever and a day;

for my heart

belongs to you

forever and a day.

© ACG

01 February 2012

New Year

In quiet moments

I find all these words

unclear,

as my Interpretations vary

and Dreams leave me confused;

Resolving to drive

with Fury Unleashed

through the middle,

with no extremes

with no dangers;

A flash of Lightning

illuminates The Tower;

briefly I see it,

 the glory of destruction,

crushed and broken,

transformed,

only in my mind.

©ACG

01 January 2012