
Is there a moment

When you go from fear

And angst

Worry

And doubt

To tender acceptance?
Is there a moment
When you go from fear
And angst
Worry
And doubt
To tender acceptance?
Occasionally, I quest for orbs in the night.
Always shooting blindly to see if any are nearby.
Sometimes I can sense their excitement in the air. Like a swarm of bees.
Hardly ever do I find them in the daytime silhouetted against a tree.
Feeling the need for some forest time.
Photograph (c) Cheyenne MacMasters 2022
She’s at a loss
What more can she give
To one who has no need?
It was a day
It was a life
It was no time at all
To be whisked away
Poetry and Painting (c) Cheyenne MacMasters 2020
oil on canvas 30″ x 15″
(c) Cheyenne MacMasters 2017
oil on canvas 24″ x 36″