Art~Whimsically Yours

Back Home At Last. I’ve been all around this crazy world seen some amazing faces and places I’ve lived in cities that had no pity and small towns with kinder gazes always looking for a place to settle that would ease my restless heart I made friends and a few enemies but I never found a remedy that begged me never to depart. never to depart...... There were always girls who caught my eye and coaxe...

Nylon & Steel- (Life Is Like A Guitar.) The instrumental only version of this song can be heard at: soundcloud.com/frankdana/sets/nylon-and-steel-vol-1 Life is like a guitar they both pull on our heartstrings they share dreams worth achieving that are stretched and then pegged over bridges that leads too all we hope to accomplish wound up and tightly screwed penetrating our heads above each of our...

We live in a world surrounded by empty vast acres of emptiness so we fill the spaces in inconsequential ways to some extent though there are many who lead fuller lives most just occupy the emptiness that overshadows them without realizing that there is room for expansion till eventually they fill a final space that is then filled in over them leaving the world a bit more empty then before. ~ A hea...

TOUCHED DEEPLY Self esteem touched her on the shoulder when she was walking circles through the pit of despair and within that ebony darkness she doubted she had felt anything worthy of being touched so deeply by her humble efforts but then words appeared on the rock walls around her and a light of heavenly glory ] illuminated her years and she saw all the good she had rendered in poetic form etch...

Mixing drinks and words It's balmy here by the waterfalls that tumble into a two acre pool in the center of a resort in Scottsdale, Arizona here the heat seems to be pushed out in concretic circles away from this oasis here toddlers wade and "Kerplunk!!" in these aqua-chlorinated waters under the watchful eyes of their parents who only break their vigil for an occassional kiss younger romantics pa...

L.A. calls me from snowy banks piled high to wing across the sky and spend some time in La La land sunshine... and much warmer climes. Venice beach to stroll and skate sucking the tang of the ocean air listening to the grumbling surf Hollywood Blvd. gotta a date to stroll its length and idly dream of chances missed for the big screen... did T.V. radio and stage commercials and dramatic rage but ne...

Pain blurs but does not completely remove love that has been felt for a long time time heals but never forgets love shared or the offerings of one's heart hearts fill again to bursting in time with new love and then give it out as before. hoping for a return on their investment besides being broke again broke is a place of shattered dreams where gluing the pieces back together takes a strong heart...

Moments after a large slice of Sleepy-pie..... His toys lie in a tumble across the carpet, like dice their number was up when he lost all interest His punch ball is beat the Legos are exactly where he leg'go of them an hour ago Some crayons are waxing eloquently on constantly being broke and a few of them are blue and I find them all appealing like sunburnt immigrants abandoned without their paper...

Cigarette smolders been ignored for awhile all I can see is the blaze in your eyes when you stormed out in style. Glasses and masses left empty and trained icy with sweat as they squat on our table reflecting my pain somewhere a sax wails a lonesome refrain The candle cast shadows but yours left with you I'm alone in a booth that was meant to hold two me and my shadows are all that remain plus six...

They always thought that they would grow old together till they were cold together buried side by side but all the cold had crept in early insidiously between the cracks of their smiles heated glances now just chilling stares words of passion turned to monotone replies bedroom eyes now haunt the kitchen banging dishes slamming pans a psuedo couple glaring at the same leftovers boiling on the stove...

This is a second version of afterwords......enjoy! The gig is done, handshakes and accolades all finished sound equipment disconnected sheets of songs and poems collected voices disembodied as they wander out the door the work rendered moving them to lighter steps hanging on to some words or a phrase scraped from a writer's soul the cold night pushes me to a waiting car and a bed that molds the dr...

Afterwords...... The gig is done handshakes and accolades all finished now sound equipment disconnected sheets of songs collected Voices disembodied as they wander out the door the work rendered moving them to lighter steps hanging on to some words or phrase scraped from a writer's soul Cords wound round my arm tucked in hollow spaces behind the amps words wound round my heart filled the empty spa...

Heartaches like a toothache in the middle of my sternum burning like sterno freshly lit joy reduced to ash ash is pulverized by the continued beating of the heart between aches roaring in my ears pounding like holy rollers in my temples great loss recently excised it managed to stay around long enough to grip my heartstrings and pull them like spastic elastic far beyond their ability to stretch th...

Why is the last kiss never as good as the first kiss you've ever had ? why does a warm love Oh, such a sweet love often turn out bad see how the young girl cries in the night because she's been left behind why is it so damn hard to erase love's memories from your mind I guess it's all part of a journey across life's many roads of pain we must forsake all dreams that fail us and go forth seeking lo...

Birds sing bees hum children squeal kittens run tires whir trees sway to the wind's softest whistle each twig sachets Puddles plink-plunk sneakers squeak baby's coo old Men creak rain goes rat-a-tat-tat as umbrellas go whoosh cats howl cars growl wet socks go sqoosh sqoosh sqoosh The sun beats down while thunder rumbles a rainbow bends colors in gasp of delight nature speaks in a jumble of its mos...

Sunset burns the sky into black as night falls its weight presses me down like a heavy quilt soaking wet I shiver under the icy glare of it's gazillion starry eyes they all gleam they have seen endless creatures such as I tread below The fingernail moon scratched by its glow madness can ensue but I am composed I study it's drape blackness hides a lurking cat where size does matter for if I were sm...

Oh, that I could just be old and at long last done with it snuggled down in my wrinkled, scarred flesh, in a bent wood rocker watching sunsets on the porch just south of nowhere beyond the insanity of yet Watching life spin onward without my contributions through eyes that blur it's hard core edges In rumpled hair with a toothless grin every vanity forsaken Kids all grown up and raised successfull...

When I think of cats I sometimes visualize. long, black, sleek machines like rental limousines purring softly in dark alleyways prowling boldly down dark avenues seeking out the mousey types who are looking only to fulfill an ego trip If I ponder kittens I often picture the soft fluff of a dandelion that has just gone to seed breaking free and tumbling in a velvety ball over jagged tufts of grass...

Some Thoughts Among The Ruins. ///////////////////////\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ Columns stretch smooth white fingers to the sky, reaching for the gods that forsook them. Ancient structures melted by the grasp of time, lean softened by the erosion of their infrastructures, The Coliseum is an empty shell of despair, one can hear the haunted cries of the martyrs and the clang of steel on stee...

Some Gin and a Sobering Tonic. Enticing eyes that tease, lips bent in a suggestive smile, body language that says yes, fingers touching my leg, as she chats on about how, nice it could be if I bought her a drink, leaning in snug against my shoulder, laughing at all I say, as the wallet comes out, the liquor is poured, and she sips it gratefully kissing my cheek, promising more with her hug, then s...

Works of Heart. Everything good we hold in our hearts is a treasure, a vast glass menagerie but fragile, beware, For hearts can be broken and shatter the memories, with months spent reglueing the joys once displayed, in the gleam of our eyes, in the glow of our smiles Rejection of love chases all hope away, and leaves a soul blind to a lifetime of riches. Be sure when you offer your heart to anoth...

The Avoidance of a Senseless Path. When I took the i out of what I said I was left with sad, Promises are the prom that doesn't always come true with corsages and heavenly nights. I knew we weren't right for each other, and so I left, I would rather hurt you now, when it is far too early too matter, then to lead you down avenues of love that only become dead ends that only become dead ends. Many o...

My dearest darling, When we love let it be more then just love, for I have loved before and seldom found anything more than just love. Let's Co-promise to each other never to judge, let us put the words together and always seek compromise, Let us fulfill each others needs first, and then satisfy our own, I will always come last when I am with you the one I love and it is so much more beautiful for...

Sitting in the park at dusk, high heels pinching my wide feet, my dress slightly wadded and lumpy beneath my padded derriere. My bra like a strait jacket its protrusions grazing my untrained arms at every move. The wig sweaty and hot, the musk of my perfume sticky sweet, wanting so badly to adjust a non-public area, but it would not be ladylike. Two hours pass in purgatory hard slats stretched und...

Nourishment. I was the frozen water that thawed into absolutely nothing...... before that i was an icicle that became cyclical. Alas I did not know as I dissipated, that my essence fed eight flowers, and a sixty foot patch of grass. It quenched some parched worms thirst, and caused an acorn to germinate, which will someday be a mighty oak. Some of me added to the well, that a family nearby drinks...