ART, APPAREL & ALLEGORIES

HIBISCUS CROWN CRANES DELIGHT

A garden where the colors speak,
hibiscus blooms in crowns unique.
Petals open, whispered spells,
calling joy where passion dwells.

Between the beauty and the sky,
where fleeting dreams refuse to die,
a crown of blossoms, burning bright,
redemption art for life’s delight.

Copper cranes take wing in flight,
mirrored arcs of Venus’ light.
They rise like prayers at break of

ABSTRACT FLORA FAUNA ARTWEAR

In a forest stitched from memory and flame,

Where petals whisper each forgotten name.

There walks a figure not wholly her own

A body woven from fabric, holding a spirit adrift in the unknown.

She wears the language of beasts and bloom,

Threaded in vibrant colors that light up the room around her.

Abstract garden constellations drape her skin,

Mapping the worlds she has wandere

BUTTERFLY GARDEN OF SPLENDOR

A crown unfolds its radiant glow,
a masquerade of change to sew.
Wire and reed give sculpted rise,
butterflies bloom in primary skies,
a headpiece lifts where the sunbeam cries.

The garment sways in breath of birth,
a feminine fusion with the earth.
A quilted wrap with swirling streams,
fabric flows through shapeshifted dreams.
Painted textures, tender and rare,

HIBISCUS CROWN & CHESHIRE CAT COAT

Before the spire in evening’s bloom,
The hibiscus weaves a velvet plume.
A violet cat, in courtly guise,
Peers forth with secrets in its eyes.

Through quilted seams, nine whispers glide,
Soft sentinels by the garden’s side;
Where blossoms bow and wild hearts stray,
Their fragrant footsteps mark the way.

O gilded age of sovereign reign,
Thy splendor sings through flo

RETRO ROCKER GUITAR BLUES

A coat becomes a stage,
stitched from notes on a page.
A patchwork ballad of neon nights,

The nostalgia for retro wheels ignites
where cats strum guitars with starlit squeals,
and freedom rides on chrome-tired wheels.

Quilted fragments hum like vinyl grooves,
embroidery sparks with sequins of moves,
beads scatter like city marquees,
each surface a chorus that wants more keys

BLUE VINES & DAISIES DANCE

Blue vines climb where sunlight bends,

Twisting, turning, their limb extends.

Daisies nod in gentle rows,

Shifting where the skirt hem flows.

Vines and flowers wind and twirl,

A tapestry of nature’s world.

Sarape draped in woven dreams,

Strings of silver shimmer and gleam.

Skirts that swirl with every breeze,

Telling stories among the trees.

Petals dance, and colors sing,

Life unfol