Kathy Ostman-Magnusen's Articles in Poetry

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Dragon Drawings-Tattoo Galleries-Fairy Tattoos- I Want To Go to a Party I want to go to a tattoo gallery, count their fairy tattoos, on other people, maybe me, I want to fly free, and not care about anything at all. Beautiful Older Women Galleries - Art Is Who I Am - Do I Fit In? Beautiful older women galleries do I fit in? I can be anything still it is never too late! "Pencil Drawings Of Dragons And Ships That Sail To The Milky Way" Art deco art stencils I paste my heart on the Milky Way. My Unicorn, My Legend of Pegasus and Dolphins That Fly - I Have Come To Know the Rain I've come to know the rain. It is not enough to know that I am cleansed by it. I want to see its breath hold its message in my hand lest I fall on other journeys. Landscape, Still Life Portrait Commissions and a Legend of Pegasus I paint the sky and rest there.I am a token of the breath of flowers.I speak for themcall upon the moonlightto reassure my pathway. Oh Legend of Pegasus - My Muse - My Captain - My Elusive Mentor There you aremy pegasusin the rainnot sharing my shelter.I guess you do not need it like I do. Fantasy Art and a Goddess of Art's Creative Dreams - A Colorful Artist's Palette I lie on the cool grassthe sky is my blanketthe moon is my compass. A Fairies Illustration of A Single Drop of Water I stood beside a waterfall.It spoke of storms past.My heart accepted its remarksspeaking loudly.It sees new dayscontinuinguntil the last. A Fantasy Fairies Dream Just Inside a Whisper I wondered where she came from firstWas it from a rainbow?Had she simply appeared one day after a storm?Maybe after a storm of mine? A Sea Horse , Fantasy Fairies, a Whimsical Angel and Me Everyone has a story to tell prison robes felt rainbow that came after the rain I cradle mine and listen to yours. Pixie Faries; Mystical Faries; Elves in Folklore and Myths I stood outside the doorway looking down the path. I thought of the box set out on my table. I had not opened it as yet. "Baby Roses and Gardening Tips For the Soul, I Still Grieve For You" So many miles away now. I stood on the beach and thought I heard you breathing. Fine Art Whimsical Angels Commission Me, So I Paint Precious Images The leaves were made of plastic The stones were made of silk and all the flower petals lined the skyline before they spoke. Whimsical Angels, Legends of Mermaids, Fantasy Fairies, I Cradle Their Story May creativty bloom like orchids and laughter from fairies be your guiding song. Tiny Angels That Bleed and This Journey Called Life, I Write My New Years Resolutions I write my journey, keep track of all those notes. Plans for the future, I watch ocean tides, chances for revival, blossoms on a tree.I see tomorrow and me. One Winged Angels Meet the Light, Tiny Angels Sigh One winged angels meet the light begging for forgiveness. Struggling toward the moonlit pathway charming snakes that block my fragile resolve. I Map Faery Tale Adventures, Tiny Angels Guide My Way to Whimsical Musicians Artwork An artist's journey: I map faery tale adventures find my treasures hidden but kept safe by tiny angels. Pleasure and Lust In Painting My Passions - I Am A Raptor - A Dove - A Witches Brew Without passion there is no air for the artist to breath.I slaughter the ruins you so easily left weeping. I ended their misery and later on today I will paint it all. Baby Handprint Poem: A Story of Butterfly Gardens, Fantasy Fairies, and Affirmations of Love I listened for your breath, held my head close to yours,as you lie sleeping.Precious memories of a baby's breath and reasons to make sure you get the imprint of their dear little hands. Poor Pitiful Graves, I Think of You Often Sometimes we look back and realize we did not know someone at all, or is it that we did not know our own selves? Quiet The Lips Of An Angel, No, A Fantasy Art Woman Speaks Out For Fairies and Mermaids Unknown Whimsical angels, legends of mermaids, fantasy fairies and dragons live. A fantasy art woman's retort to non believers of magic. I Stood Inside A Rainbow A poem about seeing miracles that have always been there, I just needed to notice them. There Is A Koke Frog In My Freezer and a Lizard In my Tub! They all must be abolished these frogs who croke all night. Track them down, 'tis said 'til every last one of them is dead! Whimsical Angel Drawings and a One Winged Angel Conquer All Or None I am a fantasy wild woman, a one winged angel. I take out my crayons and make tiny whimsical angel drawings. Three Poems About Three Different Emotions. Gads! Being Human Is Tough Sometimes Huh? 3 Poems: "The Writer", "Darkness" and "What Changes Us?" A Gecko Pooped In My Eye, I'm Not Kidding; A True Story in a Song! In Hawaii where I live, it is nothing to have a gecko in your house but perhaps unusual to have one poop in your eye! Three Poems About RELATIONSHIPS: "Smiles"; "I Noticed"; and "They're Friends You Know" I thought I was secure but I tripped and noticed you had fallen long ago For My Birthday Give Me Art! Visions of Mermaids and Fairies, A Poem About the Creative Process What drives and inspiries me as an artist, a poem. I am an ARTIST! Seeking Out CREATIVITY - Sometimes I'm Inspired By My Own Poetry I often pull ideas for art projects from emotions expressed in my own poetry. Acceptance" We Are Our Own Worst Enemy Sometimes! This is a song about judgments, that we make on each other and our own selves. Before We Go" & "Alone" 2 Poems About A Tragedy That Should Not Have Been I often write in 'secret' to my own self. I think most artists do one way or another. It feels too complicated to explain every last breath, and besides, no one really listens, not really. I read Dale Carnege's, "How To Win Friends And Influence People" once. "Kuamoo Road" ...He Always Looked As If He Was Expecting Life To Begin and Someone To Arrive: A Song On Kauai, where I lived until last year, there used to be this man who stood at the beginning of Kuamoo Road in Kapaa. He was always there. I Sat at the Top of 'SLEEPING GIANT' On Kauai, Hawaii and Wrote This Song: "Break Not Your Heart" While reflecting I realized a hurt that I had caused and how deep the wounds must have felt to them. I sat at the top of 'Sleeping Giant' and wrote this song. He Knew Exactly Who I Was. Our Story Unfolds From There: A Love Song People say that love changes in time and you develop a different kind of love, less passionate I guess that is what they mean. It isn't true. "Acceptance" We Are Our Own Worst Enemy Sometimes! This is a song about judgments, that we make on each other, yes, but especially ones that we make on our own selves. "Before We Go" & "Alone" 2 Poems About A Tragedy That Should Not Have Been Heros are owned by children,if they choose to remember them that way. "Kuamoo Road" He Always Looked As If He Was Expecting Life To Begin and Someone To Arrive: A Song A song:A stranger to me and yet I somehow knew him, just like everyone else who passed that spot and relied on his being there. "The Hero Wore Black" "Pebbles" "Find Me" . 3 Poems, An Artist's Journey of Self Discovery The hero wore black The echo bore gifts.. Solace and Consolation, I Paint Over All Gilded Cages, A Poem About Utter Frustration! I will take your objections clearly I will point towards sleeping giants wrap up their fingers just like mine and wait Long Lost Lovers RE-UNITED After 30 Years....WOW! Denny, my husband, and I were high school sweethearts. We found each other after 30 years. Neon Blue's Unspoken Tales Of Buried Roses and Feathers Carved In Stone 18 May 2006 "Buried Roses" if i had roses to give you i would have buried them muted their breath measured their penitence stopped the flood of overflowing criticism the rain continues "Eyes On Queens; Memories That Burn; In Every Tear" Yes 3 Sad Poems I used to 'only' paint sad women. Long flowing hair of women looking towards the sea. People would always ask me, "Why?" "What is interesting about 'happy'?" I would always reply.