“Painting is a blind man’s profession. He paints not what he sees, but what he feels, what he tells himself about what he has seen.” —Pablo Picasso I think you’re  A question        Enveloped in an enigma         Packed in a puzzle        Wrapped in a riddle And I want to answer it  The eyes…

The Color War is raging now,But not so long ago,The battle began in our small town:Where the seeds of conflict tend to grow. Holy are the Trinity,Whom everyone once loved,Lived in harmonious concinnity,‘Til they got sick of being shoved. How it began,We will never know.Perhaps it was a drunkard man,Who tipped the first domino? The…

Rain battered windowsAir crackling with lightI hear Earth’s blowsNoise shattering frightBrightly shining sparksOnce it’s over…Water colored arcs Jennie Weible is the creator of this piece.

You were not a picture I could take Just mental image of peace I wanted to hold To cradle in my eyes of sorrow You paint the sky’s of blue of the day In the same shade every time At last I will lift up my eyes to the hills of your rise and setting…