Dreamscape: Poetry, Paintings, and Writing.

Mountains and Sea
  • A Good review?

    What is a good review? It is helpful. It is fair. It is honest. It isn’t venomous, or destructive. All authors experience negative reviews, and that is all right. We can’t expect to please everybody. Naturally, there are various approaches to reviewing, and that leaves us with a few questions. What is a ‘bad’ assessment?…

  • Musical Birds

    Violin drills emerge from the trees But nobody glimpses a fiddler, a source: Blackbirds can emulate any one sound They relish a challenge for fingers or throat. The robin however, his red breast afire Sings harmony, filled with enchantment, desire His voice trills and ululates; he measures invention Forms pictures of bliss while he waits…

  • Irises

    The second painting from my childhood home is a flower painting. There is no signature, but it doesn’t really matter. This is a beautiful painting that I’ve loved for a long time. It had an accident Many years ago – a boy was playing ball in the corridor where the picture hang – and the…

  • My First Reviews 2021

    SS Bazinet, Dying Takes it out of You A deadly Virus A deathly disease that turns its victims into monsters. Two brothers, single-cell twins that are in a way mirror images of one another. One is a scientist the other an artist. Their names are aptly chosen, Milton and Dory, which name gave me associations…

  • Fable

    *** It has happened before but can’t happen again When fairy-tale whirl reaches everyday kin. Life becomes new as one kisses a frog. Princes will naturally just feel agog. Yet infinite wonders can sometimes restore, What panic of fantasies cannot deplore: More marvels and miracles vested in fable Than muses and monsters divest with a…

  • Old House

    It occurred to me to share some of the paintings that have been part of my life since my childhood. The first is interesting because I have a photo of the house in the painting. Also, the signature, HW doesn’t reveal much about the artist. However, this painting could have been part of my great-grandmother’s…

  • Domestic Violence

    I’ve been pondering this for a few years now. I wanted to write about it straight away but felt too raw about the incident. I got involved, and that could’ve been unwise. One could say it was no concern of mine, but there was no doubt in my mind: I had to act. On the…

  • Hope

    In a derelict world, We need Kindness. Yet, kindness may not be enough. * Recklessness takes away strength, Compels us to carry the cost and Turns us to strife * In a world of strife We need Patience. * Patience to bear what is raw Will turn against us Transform us to fighters Who savour…

  • Four Flower drawings

    *** These four drawings stem from a period when I was learning to paint porcelain. It was a painstaking process, and my patience did give out. What remains are some sketches and – if it isn’t much – it’s better than nothing. *** *** © HMH, 2021

  • Food for Thought

    The sun visited for a few minutes yesterday. Today it has been snowing. Apparently, the polar vortex bears part of the guilt for the extreme conditions this winter. It might be colder tomorrow. The weather keeps see-sawing, and that may not change for the foreseeable future. It may get warmer for a couple of days,…

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