My Photo Gallery Number One
I'm not sure how to enter the photo contest, but I'll assume I can display a few compositions here, and give this hub the tag "contest."
These paintings and collages were all done in PhotoShop by me, SamboRambo, aka Samuel Richardson. They have not been published elsewhere, with the exception that I've used some of the art for other hubs. If this is an issue, I will remove that art from this hub.
The Hohenschwangau castle is found in the Bavarian mountains of southern Germany, and built by King Maximilian II in the 19th century. His son, Ludwig II of Bavaria spent his childhood there.
This painting represents a poem I wrote, called "Your Trail." Excerpts of the poem are found in the lacy collar of this woman. This poem supposes that the pure in heart may become angels in the next life, and the character reciting the poem assumes this has happened. He also assumes the woman will close her eyes to the beauties of heaven - if he asks - thus not inhibiting tears that may result from missing her bereaved. Here is the poem:
Turn your ear from the angel’s tune;
Hear my prayer which I share with the moon:
Those plans and dreams made only for us—
Must they wither and turn to dust?
True Love’s way will conquer, I know:
If you miss me, you’ll cry as you go—
Your tears will leave a sparkling trail,
And then I’ll find you, it cannot fail.
Selfish, to ask you to cry for me?
Your world is youthful and heartache-free.
But how can I follow the echo of laughter—
Tossed by the stars and fading soon after?
Light my way, I’ll follow your trail—
It shouldn’t be long in Eternity’s scale.
I’ll renew with you the plans that we made
Or wander alone ‘til memories fade.
I think poetry is a powerful medium, specifically dedicated to expressing the emotions and feelings of the writer. Also, for me it has been a great tool for cathartic release.
Thank you, to the powers that be, for these opportunities to express myself through this medium, as well the medium of art. Here is an excerpt from another poem I wrote that describes the role of the various arts in our lives:
I’ll try to discover my talents within,
That in their grooming, excellence gain.
I’ll seek for praise, the kind that builds,
To raise my esteem when sin will bring shame.
Singing will take us closer to heaven,
Art will tell stories when silence we need.
Poetry will sing the songs of the heart,
And the pen, our wand’ring tendencies feed.
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