the cat said

as much as i enjoy working with acrylic paint i absolutely luv charcoal. here is my first drawing and a short poem that goes with it.

the cat said

that it would not sit on that

but it did

the cat

said it would not scratch that

but it did

the cat said a lot of things

in the form of a meow

why did i believe the cat?

© copyright written on August 1, 2009 by JAQ. publishing prohibited unless with the author's permission. artwork by JAQ. all rights reserved.

disconnected. do things have feelings?

people have feelings. so we must handle with care.

for things are sharper than they appear.

© copyright written on June 30th 2009 by JAQ. artwork by JAQ.

11x14 acrylic on canvas.

the rain opened up the sky

he is searching for a red umbrella

but he doesn't know why

your feet pound the pavement

one step close

something is drawing you near

i am standing under a red umbrella

© copyright written on July 9th, 2009 by JAQ. publishing prohibited unless with the author's permission. artwork by JAQ.

it has been awhile since i did a post this is why...

one red leaf brings hope to the bird. it brings hope to the man and the woman. the bird is the subconscious and watches the man and the woman fall in luv. a kiss is felt. their bodies carry their passion.

the man in the red hat knows

one red leaf

the woman with the red lips knows

a kiss

here he stands

here she is

© copyright artwork by JAQ... that's me!

the dog

THE DOG

i will be mailing this off to Ontario soon.

© copyright art work by Jacqueline Williams (JAQ) 

my negative space - part 3

THE BIRD

this is the last painting to this series.

© copyright artwork by Jacqueline Williams (JAQ). 

my negative space - part 2

THE OWL

this is the second painting of this series.

© copyright artwork by Jacqueline Williams (JAQ). 

my negative space

THE CAT

this is what happened when i bought some paint and canvasses. this piece is the first in a series of three.

© copyright artwork by Jacqueline Williams.

page 93

Of the Stroll's Anthology is where you will find me... my poem. 

Rejection 101

The past few weeks have consisted of writing and submitting. Sending my poems off. Branching them out. Letting them be. Waiting is the hardest part.

I have heard back from a couple so far. "Thank you for submitting but unfortunately.............." Standard issue response. *SIGH* So many emotions run through me. One can feel completely deflated. I know not everyone is going to send a green light my way. I have to keep trying. I have to keep pushing and one day one of the many publications out there will publish me. I welcome (not accept) the "rejection" letters because it's all a part of this dance. To fully accept them I would have to give up. I'm not there yet so it gives me something to look forward to. Speaking of which.....

I have another poetry reading in April. Deflated, I think not. I've been filled with hot air. *wink*

Uppsala Girl

Oscar Wilde once said:

"Life imitates art far more than art imitates Life."

this poem I wrote was inspired by a painting that gives some truth to that very quote.

The snow falls down

there sits the Uppsala girl in silence

she barely moves her red lips

Uppsala girls see things not like you and i

girls from Uppsala sometimes are mute and shy

up, up, up with the Uppsala girl

down, down, down is her frown

up, up, up with the Uppsala girl

down, down, down is her frown

Stare into her eyes

you'll wonder what is on her mind

girls from Uppsala have heavy hooded dark eyes

you can understand why

when you see an Uppsala girl

approach her while you can

girls from Uppsala sometimes are mute and shy

up, up, up with the Uppsala girl

down, down, down is her frown

up, up, up with the Uppsala girl

down, down, down is her frown

She is silent

she doesn't speak

© copyright written January 11th 2009 by Jacqueline Williams Bourgeois

publishing is prohibited unless with the authors permission.