I am having a fun time developing a new set of characters for another children’s book. Sheep has a bad day and learns to use healthy language to express his feelings.
When darkness encroaches And death overshadows the valley, Have no fear For I am with you. The shadows are lies And death an illusion. But take heart For I’ve torn the...
She rose from her bed, Cobwebs in her head, And studied the light in her room. Through windows it played Pale fingers that splayed Dispelling the darkness and gloom. Like a fairy it called...
A Tonal Watercolor Study: Farmhouse in the Dell Fingers of fog, Desecrate lightly The farmhouse in the dell Where silence walks And stone walls talk And darker stories dwell. ~ Janna Vanderveen This watercolor painting...
A Poem of Thankfulness Your love is everlastingYour arms reach far and wideYou carry me in splendorYou never leave my side Upon your winds of favorYou lift me up to flyYour wings,...
Sailing somber seas Soft skies encroach muted trees Heavy with sorrow Striving, always striving… Tear drops driving A repeat of tomorrow. ~ Janna Vanderveen
I cannot help but contemplate the work of God’s hands, while writing Lumen, the second book in my Eden’s Gate series. Psalm 19:1 comes to mind and lingers… “The heavens proclaim the glory...
Waves and storms Such fickle thorns Which billow and blow Shouting, “GO! NO! GO!” You staunch threadbare wings Ensnaring the one who sings Fly fairy, flee Find your victory. ~ Janna...
Hatchlings birth On the longest night When three moons align At the peak of twilight An immediate pairing Hatchling and sprite Two minds for sharing If the melding’s done right. ~ Janna...
Night’s mare Dreamer’s shade Your whispered footfalls Haunt this glade Ebony smoke Tendrils of life Your whinnying call Cuts fear like a knife Out of deep waters you rise Sparkling dark...
Battle weary Morale dreary The war won But not done Insane Is the pain For loved ones slain Grief falls like rain Crashing Lashing In roiling waves Drowning graves In sorrow...
Moons Runes Muttering buffoons A sordid lot, my crew Torn sails Broken rails The thorn of my travails A beastly ship, this canoe Rotten health Dwindling wealth No pride or stealth...