Ripples by Xander Terrell

Ripples

Faded trees blown by the breeze so gently
Shaded spots on the trail where the sun takes a break
Where critters hide in the dirt and running shoes land

A bright lake that doesn’t miss a thing when it reflects
Precious surroundings surreally cloning them
And placing them at my feet

If I sketch this lake and take it home with me
Will I steal its beauty or duplicate it
As it duplicates the leaves and the mountains

Sketches all its own marred perfectly with ripples
Places where tiny forces play god with the landscape
Proudly asserting their own artwork as supreme

– Xander Terrell

(cover art by Xander Terrell)

Where Happiness Lives by Xander Terrell

Where Happiness Lives

Golden lights
And the deepest shadows
Smiling faces illuminated by life
A commodity where I come from
An inherent condition here
Where joy runs rampant
Like that one naked man who
In the presence of a police officer
Streaked across the town in the wake
Of the city-wide party
The officer laughing in mutual enjoyment
Before calling the man by his first name
As a friend and a neighbor
To get his shit together

– Xander Terrell, from Where Happiness Lives

(cover art by Xander Terrell)

Artful Living by Xander Terrell

Artful Living

Drip drip teardrops tripping in your chest
Slip don’t slip black dog nipping it’s a test
Cold water hand crafted by the best
Really wild creatures washing up the mess

Feet sliding and or jumping to the beat
Hands clapping applauding what a feat
Vibrant forms made lifeless by the heat
Everyone faces death unless you cheat

Artful living quite the fine flowing craft
They’ve seen the world but only on a map
Listening angrily be cautious kid it’s a trap
Followed fleeting idyllic sunshine and laughed

– Xander Terrell, from the book Artful Living

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cover image by Alexander Terrell

An Ode To Autumn :)

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven…

I love autumn! I love the changes it brings, the chance to relax from all the activity of summer, and read a good book while the rain beats against the window panes and a fire flickers in the woodstove…

Autumn smells like cider and cinnamon,
sounds like my feet whooshing in the leaves,.
and tastes like pumpkin pie and nutmeg.
Autumn puts on a leafy fireworks display to celebrate itself. .
The wind feels cool and crisp against my face.
Autumn totally rocks!

autumn collage

all photos by Karen Molenaar Terrell