Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Art Journal entry

Late at night,
When the moon is bright
My children fast asleep,
Thoughts begin to creep.
This is when I
begin to weep.
I turn to the moon
My tears a monsoon, and I HOWL

KCG 04-12-06


Ruth said...

WOWza Krystinkerbelle...wasn't expecting that. You never cease to amaze me with your awesome creations.

I felt like howling at the moon last night...so these images really resonated with me this morning.

Peace & Love, R

MARYBETH said...

Hi KRis,
I need to add some black paper to my journal-there is a surprising freshness to black and white void of color.
We have the "real THing' howl fest occuring beyond our fence line , as the coyotes gather * sing during this full moon.
Happy Spring =)