The smell and freshness
Of clothes hung outside;
The wind takes liberties
And plays like a bride
With ruffles and veils
And small bits of lace!
When it’s dry hold the
Springtime
Close up to your face!
21 March 2021
The smell and freshness
Of clothes hung outside;
The wind takes liberties
And plays like a bride
With ruffles and veils
And small bits of lace!
When it’s dry hold the
Springtime
Close up to your face!
21 March 2021
Lovely dancing colors
Perfume of the sun
Reminding you you’re not alone
And gentle love has won.
18 March 2021
Beautiful cup and saucer
Touching lips
Like a grandmother
With no judgement
15 March 2021
Won’t you please come to a tea party with me?
The cakes are all ready, real cream flowing free!
Tiny shaped sandwiches with watercress,
And the most civilized speeches are heard between guests!
Won’t you please try the lemon curd?
I made it meself so say a kind word!
The scones are still warm and the tea is still hot,
So let’s have some friendly poured out from a pot!
19 March 2021
Here is an example of a collage I made that makes me happy. It’s name is: 4
“4” Cut Paper & Acrylic 24cm x 26cm
4 was made in a black paper scrapbook from cutouts from slick magazines. Look for the shoe! I added the dots, which are a signature of my work. To me they add energy. The piece is named 4 because the finished work told me that was its name. Yes, my art talks to me. I hope you will let it talk to you.
What other things can you find in 4?
Please visit vgartist.com to see more of my art!
Love is a series
of appointments with pain.
You cannot avoid them
no matter what gain
you might look in the pocket book –
there’s still that certain locket – look!
What is inside? Lock of hair
or a picture reminds you that there
it is – the appointment shall not be missed on any account but see
What bliss it is to be loved and to love
Love live love, live love, love live love.
Virginia Giglio – March 2019
When all else is gone,
When I can’t hear the song,
And I must close my eyes,
Something inside cries
“It’s me! I’m here!
In a place without fear,
I’m the voice of love,
Sweet as heaven above.
Love is me, the real me.”
Me. Really.
Virginia Giglio
February 2019
Submissive spirit,
shout your first exclamations!
Unashamed anger.
Virginia Giglio Mar 2019
Holy, holy things appear,
Everywhere, and now, and here,
Ark of the Covenant, Rose of Sharon,
Mistletoe, and the Vessel of Charon
Rosary Beads and Holy Bread
Shaman’s Shaker, Shroud Print of Head,
Reliquary, Wand of a Fairy
Bone Marrow and Sacred Arrow
Tooth of Elk, Shell of Whelk…
Who’s to say what’s holy or not?
But about these things bloody battles are fought…
Virginia Giglio Apr 2019