COLORS

 White and yellow turn mellow

 before fading to gray

 How to keep a dream alive

 from day to day

 If I find the secret

 I will surely let you know

 There is hope all around

 if you never let it go

The dream is back

Oh, there you are all yellow and white.

 It is so good to see all of the light.

 Where have you been, did you go away?

 All I could find was a dull shade of gray.

 I’m your dream, I’m still here.

 You forgot about me.

 I had to wait for you to see.

 The gifts have been here for you all these years,

 they were hidden behind all the tears.

 Now paint, write poems, and help others to heal.

 You will shine. This time it is real!

 

the creations of God

 The sky is black and filled with stars

 do you know I put them there

 The morning is light because of the sun

 Did you know I designed it just for you

 Every thing I made I made for you

 Every ounce of creativity on Earth

 I have given to you

 stand back and observe

 take in everything

 do not rush do not rush

the beauty

 It is a gift to notice the beauty

 The way a tree is formed

 The colors of the sky

 the way the clouds make shapes

 all pleasant to the eye

to be different

 I don’t know why

 when faced with a blank sheet of paper

 I choose to write sideways

 does this say anything

 the way I like things to be diffeent

 the way that I see

 to watch color

 to watch paint

 to try color schemes that mesh

 to see people for who they really are

 all different

newness

 To paint what I see

 is a blessing to me

 To write what I feel

 makes it seem real

 to share my truth with you

 might help you dream too

 Find your dream and you will know

 which was you should go

New painting

A Heart

a big red heart

with cracks all around

 Maybe I should have known better

than to open my mind for all to see

 to show all about me

 I usually don’t operate this way

 i keep things buried

 day to day

 No problem for me if

 I do not feel

 No problem for me if

 nothing seems real

 The problem is in the truth I reveal

 The truth isn’t easy at all-   by- Christy

The blocks

 take out a piece

 clean it off

 put it back

 maybe eventually

 the black will leave me

 one by one the pieces

 will start to shine

 a little at first

 but they will get stronger

 and more illuminated

 with time……

speaking

 To learn much is not easy

 to speak what you learn is even worse

 to speak what you are unsure of

 is the road leading to vulnerability

 Do I want to drive on that road

 Not really

 So I write

 Therapy for me

 without speaking

 this road is bright