A dyslexic dreamer who once thought reading and writing were beyond reach. Yet here I am, an artist, wordsmith, and illustrator—ready to weave stories and poems from my artwork.
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I. Gift cards II. Wrapping paper III. Scotch tape IV. To From cards V. Tip money VI. Money envelopes VII. Candy canes
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Poets
Lasso the brilliant moon, Time to hum a new tune, Gaze up at the glittery stars, Jupiter, Venus, Pluto, and Mars, Dance beneath celestial tapestry,
Every year, I take some time in the early fall to do watercolors and illustrations of Christmas. I give myself plenty of time to paint my Christmas pictures as I don't want to land up rushing the process.
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Art
Have no fear, we are woodland peers. I have come in peace like the gentlest of geese. 🌸 Please don’t fret, don’t shed a tear.
When faced with a batch of freshly baked cookies, That only I made from scratch as Christmas goodies. * What is one to do?
sweet warm vanilla perfumes the rustic kitchen treats are being baked.
Santa Claus stared down at the photo of a little girl while he sat in this sleigh. His reindeer were preparing eagerly for their Christmas Eve travels. Santa’s crystal blue eyes traced the delicate features of the girl, who had long platinum hair and silver eyes. A long-tired sigh escaped from him.
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Fiction
A really beautiful piano piece to go with this poem. ** Waking up with absence of pain, a quiet tangerine sunrise winking through trees,
“Oh Jeff…. I love you too..but our love was built around a fragile dream. My husband’s heart, echoes steadily in your chest.
Cherry red Solemn brew blue Sap green bean Timeless black Tinsel silver Grains of beige Orange tangerine Stormy grey
a warm nutty roast smooth, milky, touch of robust my morning brew
On the first day of Christmas My dogs gift to me, A pee-pee stain on the floor. 🎄 On the second day of Christmas
