Fantasy Art and a Goddess of Art's Creative Dreams - A Colorful Artist's Palette

Fantasy art


mingles with the colors


my palette, my inspiration


my tune, a fairies dream.


Cold and gray


bold and red


midnight meets a sky of lavender


if I choose to paint it so.

I close my eyes and breathe it in.


I am a fantasy artist


I plot and measure my songs.


I seek out inspiration.

I lie on the cool grass


the sky is my blanket


the moon is my compass.


Sometimes it leads me home


sometimes it takes me afar


I land in forests


or un-traveled seas.

I spy a bird in the air


and I become one.


I dream of magic


cloak my breath with requests.


Let me spin around and dance


lift my cares from this earth


plant orchids near my pathway


and line the trail with golden ribbons.

If there is a goddess in me


I will save her from the dragon


or perhaps I will become one.


I am the mystery in my own story.


I am the tailor of my own myth.


I approach the door anyway I please.

Fantasies live in the art of dreaming.


I write it all down


plot out tomorrow what was yesterday


and paint a desert knowing a waterfall.


I draw the surface of pretend


color it with crayons


and put it in an envelope.


I will open my secret in the afternoon


pour tea and eat chocolate and cookies.

I stand at the oceans roar


it tells me to continue dreaming.


I aspire to be the captain of a ship


that sets out to sail toward the Milky Way.


and I hear a spellbinding call,


"Look out to the beyond dear ones


the horizon is just within your grasp."


I turn to see a mermaid


blushing


as she treasures the illusion


for the message she sang to me.

I am a little girl today


a goddess and woman too.


I do as I please


the sensations are mine


and I alone define them.


Fantasy art


a legend I describe on canvas


or sculpt with clay between my fingers.


It is mine.








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