Twilight – a time of pause

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper

“Twilight – a time of pause when nature changes her guard. All living things would fade and die from too much light or too much dark, if twilight were not.” -Howard Thurman

Happy Field

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper

“Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you.” -Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

Howdy Blue

14″x11″ pastel on sanded paper

“It’s not only the state flower but also a kind of floral trademark almost as well known to outsiders as cowboy boots and the Stetson hat. The bluebonnet is to Texas what the shamrock is to Ireland, the cherry blossom to Japan, the lily to France, the rose to England and the tulip to Holland.” Wrote historian Jack Maguire

The season is short, I plan to make the most of it.

Climbing Tree

Climbing Trees: A Poem
By Joe Suzz

Mom seeking quiet

Hurried me outside:

Forgetting my shoes by the front closet,

Leaving my socks on the back porch

Through the screen door, then,

Running to the canopying maples

Just past the clustered pines,

Mom had things to do, but she gravitated towards

The double paned glass.

Star burning energy, glimpses of sensation:

Climbing high enough to see Robin’s nest,

It’s fluttering wings, perched on the twisted twigs,

Feeding its young.

I perched myself a time or two. Watching my dog, Nicky, chasing squirrels

Along the fence. Sometimes, seeing my mom through the branches.

In the crossing of brief moments,

Childhood eclipsed.