A little bit about a lot of different things. Poetry was my main reason for beginning this blog. Since its birth more creative ideas have sprung up and I wanted them to all hang out together. For I am not one thing, but many. Creativity doesn't need to have only one faucet ~ There are many. As you will find, When You Listen.
Gift ideas
Coasters and ornaments, photos in frames, these are some of the most excellent things. Fluid art, showing color in motion, emotion in colors. What do you see when you look at these?
What do you see?
City Tree 
ImagineAbstract painting. What do you see when you look at me?
When I created these 2 paintings, I used the same colors, same technique, but I reversed the color order and used a black base for the top and a purple base for the bottom painting. Both beautiful, both different, but what do you see in them? Leave a comment and let me know.
LifeFluid Art
UnderwaterI love these two paintings. The Pink flower below I almost threw away. I thought it had too much texture, too much pink, and then it began to dry and the different pinks began to pop. The Underwater painting above is what my eyes see. Creatures floating, swimming around a dark sea. Do you see what I do?
Pink Peony#Fluidart #Paintpour #Newadventure If you are interested in purchasing any of my work please, send me an email. thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com
Goodbye
Do you know how long I've waiting
to feel you love me?
Others say you do
but words don't pierce the heart in love
like words of hate do
You say we are too much alike to get along
you say such things happen
it's nothing to get hung upon
I've forgiven the words
blocked out the sorrow
held on to hope
walked hopeless awhile
We can't now have what never was
you're on your way home
~high above
I've walked without you for so long
it's odd I would want you now
time is gone for us
to mend the wounds
and erase the space
that we've grown accustom to
Would feel more empty
than empty ever could
I wish for you a safe travel
to find the peace you've been searching for
but my last selfish wish would be
you say my name once more
before you cross the clouds
and meet heavens door.
Life
A fish who longs to be in water
A bird who can not wait to fly
A snake who wishes to recoil
A mole searching for better ground
Sky so lifted to give space
Moon afraid to show his shape
Hides behind a blanket of night
Stars blink to share their light
Oceans anger crashes down
Beaches lying with the sand
Rocks climb to stand tall
Wind watches them all fall
Mountain tall enough to roar
Let loose his inner being
Earth was burned
to begin again.
Gave life back to the living.
A bird who can not wait to fly
A snake who wishes to recoil
A mole searching for better ground
Sky so lifted to give space
Moon afraid to show his shape
Hides behind a blanket of night
Stars blink to share their light
Oceans anger crashes down
Beaches lying with the sand
Rocks climb to stand tall
Wind watches them all fall
Mountain tall enough to roar
Let loose his inner being
Earth was burned
to begin again.
Gave life back to the living.
I'm not just a Mark
I'm not just a Mark.
I'm a Book Mark.
Have you heard of them?
They are all the rage.
They take you so many amazing places.
They are highly revered, some not so much,
but that's the beauty of the Book.
There's something new in each one.
From start to finish, and in between
an adventure to go on,
a mystery to solve,
a lost love to cry over.
Then this is where I come in...
I Mark the spot.
Whenever you need to,
grab a cup of coffee, a tissue, use the Bathroom...there I am.
To keep your adventures right where you left them.
Nurse Appreciation
Aero teardrops Campers
This past week was Nurse appreciation week and the Coffee Camper was there to support them.
Hot & Cold beverages available along with some homemade coffee coasters, keychains, and mugs.
Coffee Camper here, just want to let you know...
I love to serve coffee and travel the roads.
Pull up a chair, take a seat.
Let's chat a bit, you and me.
I'll tell you how I came about and you tell me
all about your adventures.
Maybe we'll take one together?!?
What ever we do, let's just remember,
to enjoy this time together, where ever
we find ourselves.
Contact thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com for your next event
Yes, I'm a coaster ~ it's what I do
Not many think I'm necessary,
until it's too late.
Then you wish you had me.
You'll think, "ugh, if only."
And I'll know.
You should've had me from the start!
Pocket Hugs ~ I can hug all day!
One? Two?
How many hugs will do?
Keep me in your pocket, save me as a locket, hold me in the palm of your hand.
I'll always be here,
when I'm needed.
I live to see you smile.
I'll hug you all I can
and when you need another,
here I am.
Strength, comes from within ~ coffee helps
It's light but heavy.
It's your insides that help you get out.
It's what your heart says to your mind
that pushes you through.
Some days you'll need help from others, there is strength in that too.
There is strength in your soul, that leads your body to the great you'll do.
Today, tomorrow...it will come.
When it does, you'll be ready, because that strength was all you!
Coffee helps.
Gnome with Coffee ~ slay the day
In a world filled with Fast, Fast, Fast.
Let that first cup of coffee go down slow.
Let it be like a fine wine, in the morning,
A flavor to be savored.
You think you want coffee for the 'pick me up'
but you need coffee for the
'smile all day,'
it will give you,
if you appreciate it in the right way.
Coffee wants to be the reason you say,
"I can handle this day."
Coffee wants you to think of it
in its own special way.
Maybe we should sit down, sip, savor, remember,
it will be coffee
that helped you slay this day!
Coffee and Camping
Coffee Camper had a great time tonight at the Aero Teardrop event in Willsonville.
She was looking festive, serving Hot beverages, and meeting all sorts of great
adventurers!
Coffee Camper mugs ~ they live to feel your smile.
The right mug can say it all,
or nothing at all.
It lives to hold your happiness,
and be cradled within your fingers.
It loves to see your face when tipped into your lips.
Once it becomes 'your favorite'
there is no going back.
It must follow you everywhere,
for fear another might, "do for now."
It can not have you ~
cup-less
for it lives
to feel your smile.
Several items on the Coffee Camper available for purchase.
Coffee, a hug in a mug!
https://thecoffeecamper.etsy.com
thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com
The Coffee Camper ~ the day will wait
I enjoy sitting down on the couch, in the morning, with a hot, steaming, fresh, cup of coffee.
I enjoy the aroma that a fresh brewed pot of coffee fills the living space with.
I like to cuddle with my puppies and watch the world begin to wake.
Like, when one is out camping.
Just take it all in.
Wipe the dew off of your favorite camping chair.
Watch the sun rise, hear the birds argue amongst themselves.
Maybe catch a glimpse of squirrels stealing last nights discards.
A hot cup of coffee in hand, out in the wilderness, and the world moves slower.
That's what I like about sitting and appreciating a cup of coffee.
For just a little while...everything moves at a pace I can keep up with.
Enjoy that first cup.
The day will wait.
The Coffee Camper
is up and ready to roll.
Events, Camp Grounds, Business's
she can go anywhere.
thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com
https://thecoffeecamper.etsy.com
Who holds the key?
I've been behind these walls so long
I've forgotten where I've placed the key.
The handle rumbled once or twice
but no one curious enough to see
has ever opened the door,
to take a look inside,
to take a look inside,
and find
Me.
Who holds the key
that fits this lock
to
open said door
and save me?
Beginnings of a Kiss
There was that time
you kissed me.
That day you held my hand.
When you wrapped your arms around me.
Kept me from falling down.
Your gaze glued to mine.
Your smile so tempting
Those lips waiting
You pulled me closer ~
Crushed me into your chest.
Our hearts beating in rhythm.
Your hands slid down my hips.
Our fingers entwined
then your lips on mine.
So much learned from the
beginnings of a kiss.
Believing
Seriously speaking
is there any real meaning to
the words I love you.?
For those watching, waiting, feeling
emptiness has sprung forth from the night
yet, during the light of day, a flower blooms.
They say there is someone for everyone
howbeit for one to never reach their brink to
never find their hearts desire...
for what is love if more than a feeling?
a courtesy in believing?
an avoiding of the loneliness
that taunts one through the night?
When the capacity does arrive
to unleash said web of lies
would one hold well
against the tow
of the cheater?
Ah, the bliss of unfamiliar
pleasured stares from eye to eye
feeling nothing yet seeing something
greed in the encounter?
lust from the divide?
For some the dance is well received
others wait to be chosen
but one reveries for a muse
then concludes their heart
will never be stolen.
Wrapped within
I wouldn't want to be your coffee
for fear I'd burn your lips
I wouldn't want to be the book you read
though you gently stroke the pages
with your finger tips
I would want to be your sheets
if I had one wish...
I want to be the one who you take off all your clothes for
and watch you crawl within
excited, soft and exposed
feel you rolling around and take me
within your tight grasp
feel you tangle up with me
see your smile...
so relaxed
I want to be the reason you tell all your friends
"I can't go out,
I'm all wrapped up within"
to see you so peaceful
to watch you smile
to know it is I
who warms you
for awhile
to feel your lips brush against me
to feel your heart beat
next to me
to know you sleep so gently
because of me
Ya, I wanna be your sheets!
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