|This mornings Sun Rise|
Mr. Robin Williams He was our knight in shining armourMr. Robin Williams by bluedragoneye
His armor stronger then steel, form from his gift to make us all laugh
He built walls around himself, out of the many faces of who he is and was
His shield thicken with each and every voice he spoken to us through
His sword sharpen with his wit and humour
He has slayed many of our own demons with echoes of laughter
Yet he could not slay the darkness that hidden deeply inside him
His own demons guarded well by his own armor, walls and shield
Until the day he could no longer fight it and turn his own Sword upon this demon that dwelled inside...........
R.I.P Mr. Robin Williams Thank you for the Laughter and the Light you gave us all....
RainBlue skies dying turning into shades of greyRain by bluedragoneye
Water falling in showers of cold wet sprays
Grounds growing damper as sands becomes mud
Roads slippery while driving, making for a deadly and dangerous trip
Cold in the winter, warm and refreshing in the sun
One brings happiness, the other leaves us numb
Needed for things to grow
Hated when flood water may flow
Up Pops The MoonUp Pops The Moon by bluedragoneye
Up Pops The Moon
Down by the river fishes do swim
Across the sweet meadows cows will grin
Away over the bridge the crows caw out to you
Then up pops the Moon to say how do you do
Under the skies roses do wave
Out at sea mermaids will play
Down by the streams bumblebees buzz
Across the heavens angels find love
Away over the hills goats will dart
Then up pops the Moon just like in the start
Winter skiesWinter skiesWinter skies by bluedragoneye
The skies are weeping sweet memories of you
Outside the birds are singing the winter blues
The cold lonely wind is howling out his pain
Broken down tracks are going down memory lane
Footsteps are running down my spine
Piecing together memories like Frankenstein
Monsters are dancing nakedly in my mind
Skipping through haunted forest like the blind
Are you asleep dreaming of me?
Or are you awake making believe?
The Last Tree StandingThe Last Tree StandingThe Last Tree Standing by bluedragoneye
War destroyer of man cause by men! It has been nearly 100 years since the last war, this is due by the fact men have been outlawed by the new government ruled by women only. There are nearly 10,000 females to every male and these males are groom as breeders, not that we over breed, for each female is allowed to give birth just once every thirteen years and only to females. Any male birth not authorized to be a breeder, are quickly put to death, this is to insure that we as a nation of females do not have the plagues called wars. A lottery is held when it comes time to replace a breeder whose life span is roughly 36 years of age and they cannot start breeding until they reach the rip age of 19. A lottery has to be held, because there are not a large grouping of females, wanting to have a breeder coming forth from their loins, thus ruining their chances of having a proper female heir. Yet I have heard tales of males being born and hidden from the authorities, usual
A rainy winter's dayA rainy winter’s dayA rainy winter's day by bluedragoneye
The rain dances its way up from the south
Chilling the darken hallways
The sun she does shine
But hides her warmth making for a cold July day
My hot tea has gone cold as death
As my heart beats slowly within my chest
Summer has gone away, leaving the bite of winter in her wake
Now we long for the passionate heat of a mid-summers stake
While I long for the taste of ice cream dripping off your bronze lips
A solider lostA solider lostA solider lost by bluedragoneye
I remember when words came lovingly to your lips
They would dance willingly off your finger tips
When words flow from your soul upon sheets of parchment white as ghost
Now you are drain dry, words no longer come to you and you cry out “oh how I want to die”
But they slumber deep inside of you, these words that have turn you blue
Cry out towards the skies where no one lives and even god is dead
Grip tightly your wooden sword, impregnated with lead
Rise up to your feet, feel the wind in your raven black hair
Take wing vanquish your despair and prepare to battle on
Race towards your tomorrows, passing on by your yesterdays
Move forward to the ends of time, pick yourself up and once again and begin to Rhyme
Candy LandCandy LandCandy Land by bluedragoneye
Cotton candy clouds
Chocolate rivers and streams
Sour treats and sugar pills
Gummy people with lemon heads
Red hot lips one kiss and you’re dead
Tootsie rolls, peanut brittle bridges
Ice cream Mountains
I hope you have a sled
Ginger bread houses
Apple pie ala mode
Sweet toothers behold
| Wonderful Beautiful Talented Artist! The first time I saw one of his lovely|
Pictures I was in awed for he has a gift for taking exquisite pictures. Whether they be his flowers
Many of which he himself have grown, to his landscape shots, even his beloved dog Moose he
Knows what will make others stand up and take notice. And I have I have fallen in love with
The area where he lives where he shows the world the Beauty of NZ……..
Smiles! Really one cannot look at her art and not smile for they are
So bright so colorful so full of life, even when she paints her sadness it's bright and
Colorful if only we all could be so sparkly stars are not just white for they are many colors
And Beverly star flashes many colors..............
Purple Popcorn Princess Cecy has a talent I wish I had she can create such amazing things
I know to her they are easy simple she has stated but to me they are remarkable works
I am clueless on how they are done so I admire her talent greatly
It was a tossup between which of my two C girls that I wanted to feature so I decided
What the heck do them both; they are each amazing in their own rights. And no I don't have and C men >.>
Captain C of the 7 C's is funny charming and such a sweet heart she is one of the most
Giving girls her age I have ever met and if she is your friend too then you are truly bless.
Now Duytter is new to me as an artist he is outstanding as a matter of fact I kept thinking
His pieces were photos and kept placing them into the wrong folder, until Lovely Bev pointed out to me
Hey dummy they are paintings ok she didn't say it like that but she should have
But really his art is amazing.
I have known this artist for a few years now very talented lady her art is fabulously done.
another awesome artist I have known for many years Igi has a lovely beautiful gift with comics I am a huge fan of her style.
Well these are a few of the artist I watch there are many more but I do not have forever to go through each and every ones pieces ……..yup too lazy
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Blue's birthday gift“Blue hurry up a bit! We’re going to be late for the award ceremony!” I yelled out to her.
I choose this piece because of the depth of beauty that it tells, it holds a mystical aura to it, a place I long to go to and see, in a time of peacefulness with an offering of hope. It always moves me deeply and when I need to get away from the world I go here and recover my sanity.
I choose this one for its amazing attention to details, its so over the top in professionalism, by an artist who believes she is not as amazing as she truly is, for the company was so impress by her piece, she was sent a free case of this oh so yummy soda pop. PS Plus I so love L&P
I choose this one for it shows the great bones of a fabulous start to an amazing piece of art, she does it all drawing, writing and amazing flower shots.
There I stood, right on the edge of the bridge. It was the only way out, the only way to safety. But it was the most dangerous place to be. People disappeared and died on that bridge daily. I had little chance of survival, but staying would be the end of me. Either way I'd likely die. At least the bridge offered a chance. Still, the large structure before me was terrifying. The steel beams that ran all along the sides and top, nearly making it look like it was meant to be an oddly shaped house really. Of course, when I looked at it all I saw was the evil death trap it was.
Behind me I started hearing the faint shrieks and barks of the things that were after me. I knew I had to go now or I'd never make it. I gave a nervous gulp before I took off as fast as I could for the other side.
It was odd. Almost the moment I stepped on the bridge, a huge, and very thick, fog just rolled in out of nowhere. I could hardly see two feet in front o
I chose this piece because they were able to look at this picture and write an amazing story wrap around this one image, a true and amazing writer in every way.
Though I Love Tea she has this amazing talent that is beyond my understanding it shows there are so many levels of art forms that we all have a special talent, that others may not have a clue as how to do it. I for one shall stick to my trusty pencil
I joined DeviantART a life time ago, when I was down wanting something more in my life. One day I was looking up Dragon Art on the web and the name DeviantART kept popping up, so I decided to look it up. I discovered this art group though I wasn't too sure about it at the start after all it was called Deviant!!!! But I wanted some contact with other artist for where I was living it was way out in nothingness and artist were a group of people who dwelled deeply in the mist of city buildings. And besides if I did not like this site I could walk away right? But here I am nearly 6 and a half years later still here.
At the beginning I was so active watching other encouraging them in their art and even in their own lives giving advice. I have met many who needed help and I have met a special few who have help me back. And those I carry always in my heart, for DA is more then just art its also the artist we meet along the way. Many have come and gone some to return others to slip away into the night never leaving even a farewell, though they are gone in body they have not faded from memory.
But like all artist we improve in style and form, spiritually and emotionally, each and all effects our art, when we are dark our work is full of darkness, when we are uplifted and full of light, our art is shining brightly. The best art to me is art that pulls you in and makes you feel something, whether it is what the artist was feeling when he/she painted, or written it or how it effects you right now in your daily life, what you are experiencing and going through right now or have been through.
So I have grown not only in art, but in mind, body and soul, all because I have join this site. Not to mention meeting some people so special to me that they have carried me through many darkest of nights, who were the light in the furious of storms, sheltering me from the beast we are born into. And to the one who keeps me close by their side.
Love to you all, may your art and this site carry you onwards and forwards, enjoy your time here and may it always help you get to the next stepping stone of life.
Likes cookies with toast!|
Current Residence: Under your bed
Skin of choice: Dragon scales
Personal Quote: Put your Swords Back In Your Pants Boys, Mine's Bigger Anyways
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And this one sorry I deleted the related piece though I do not remember doing so
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