Royal wings in Flight

Maleko ©2012       Original drawing colored pencil on white paper,     
                      edited using PicMonkey    9x7 inches

Royal wings in flight

Soaring in the night

Hidden from our sight

Powerful love & might

Setting the world right

Bringing grace & light
Maleko ©2012

ABANDONED

abandoned in the hour

abandoned in the crowd

abandoned in the chaos

abandoned in the moment

lying forgotten tossed aside without a hope

ravaged by time and inconsiderate misuse

torn apart by unwelcome souls of fate

the rising comes with no realization

up through the pain and out of the ashes

reborn and renewed, lifted up like never before

seen with eyes of love held in gentle hands

a beating heart within the embrace

chosen and wanted never abandoned

Maleko ©2012

 

 

(The above was written from the image prompt 'ABANDONED' for Free Write Friday using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing! Please check out Kellie Elmore's blog  for more information on Free Write Friday's, comment with you link on Kellie's blog, post on twitter hashtag #FWF and join the fun! )

Silent Royal Flight

"Silent Royal Flight"   Maleko ©2012   9x7 inches

 

Colored pencils on white paper, border added using PicMonkey
(A different version of this drawing posted next week for Halloween!)

for themselves they have seen my strength
watched me rise from darkness into light
a silent royal flight wings dripping blood
chasing the last of them from the earth
the demon monsters bound in chains
hunting through the dark of night
sending them fleeing one by one
cast down to a shadowy death
the fate they had earned

Maleko ©2012

Into the Color...

Photograph       ©Maleko 2012       (Edited using PicMonkey)

“What lies beyond, into the color?”

Leopard

"Leopard"           ©Maleko 2012            8x10 inches
Colored Pencil and Pastel on white paper

Eye detail

Royal Glory

"Dueling Crowns"          Maleko ©2012            8x10 inches
Colored pencil drawing on black paper, border added using PicMonkey

Forces rise in ferocious display 

Mighty steeds thundering down

Conquering the night and the day

Royal glory wears a kingly crown

Maleko ©2012  

Promises to Keep

Summer Memories - A Dog Named Chase

Photos from our August trip to the Southwest Washington Fair in Chehalis, Washington.  A fun day with friends, the kids loved the carnival rides and it felt like we walked for miles.  Day was a little cloudy, cool and even light rain at times, but also sun and a gorgeous evening.  A good old fashioned fair is such a treat to escape from the hassles and stresses of everyday life.  The day ended with all the kids playing some games, you know those ones that are rigged and  you spend $10 and walk away with a 3 inch little stuffed animal.  Well it is hard to deny 4 young kids all under 8 years old, so let the competition begin.  

The pictures show the game where you shoot water into the hole to blow up the balloon and the first one to pop their balloon wins.  As luck would have it when my daughter wanted to play I said okay and the lady said "that's $3 dollars"  I immediately thought well here goes $3 down the drain.  But my little lovely blonde haired daughter confidently took her seat grabbing the handles and aiming at the bulls-eye.  More fair goers had sat down all around the game adding to the competitive atmosphere.  The buzzer went off and water was shooting everywhere and I noticed my little girl was not hitting the bulls-eye.  She was about 6 inches below and to the right of the target, but she quickly corrected and the balloon begin to fill.  

After about 10 seconds I glanced around the booth at the other players and their balloons and realized that my little girls balloon was as big as any of the others.  Her mother and I began to cheer enthusiastically.  Suddenly her balloon exploded in a bang and bells went off, we have a winner.  Our little Muppin had come out on top.  She did not realize that she had won!  We had to explain to her that she got to pick out a prize and because of the number of players she was able to choose from the largest stuffed animals.  At first nothing seemed to call to her and she looked around undecided at the alligators, pigs, ducks and even an alien.  But then her eyes lit on this large creme colored dog with a brown nose and ears and all else faded from her view.

As the attendant got the dog down from its spot hanging on the edge of the booth our little girls eyes danced with joy.  This dog was almost as big as her and she quickly christened him with the name Chase, not bad for $3 dollars.  We had a great day with friends and will cherish the memories, especially every time we see Chase sitting at the end of our little girl's bed!  ~M

A Crown of Royalty

“A Crown of Royalty”               Maleko ©2012
Colored pencil drawing on black paper          4×6 inches

A Crown of Glory

"A Crown of Glory"  Maleko ©2012    

Colored pencil drawing on black paper  4x6 inches

The Face?

During an evening walk with my daughter I was taking pictures of the sunset in a forest in Western Washington.  Upon returning home and editing the pictures for uploading I noticed something peculiar.  The sun appears to be perched on the top of the wooden stump but just to the lower left of the sun there appears to be a face peering out from in the leaves of the trees? 

The first picture is the original with no editing except for a drop shadow border.  

This picture below highlights the area where the face seems to appear with the rest of the surrounding area blurred out.

  What do you think?  Was something staring at us from the forest?

Photo editing done using PicMonkey

A Light at Dusk

Photograph         ©Maleko 2012      (Edited using PicMonkey)

My Darkness

Dark Horses

 

Switchfoot - Dark Horses 

(acoustic version from the album Vice Verses)

Yeah I made my mistakes, I seen my heart cave in I got my scars, I been to hell and back again Born for the blue skies, We'll survive the rain born for the sunrise, We'll survive the pain

[Chorus:]

We’re singing… Hey, you can’t count us out We’ve been running up against the crowd Yeah, we are the dark horses We’re singing… Wait! It’s not over now We’ve been down but we’ve never been out Yeah, we are the dark horses

We found the way out, The city takes everything it can But outside the crowds, I can feel my lungs again Born for the blue skies, We'll survive the rain Born for the sunrise, We'll survive the pain

[Chorus]

We're singing La la la la la la la La la la la la la la. Yeah! Born for the blue skies Born for the blue skies Born for the sunrise We’ll survive the pain

[Chorus:]

We’re singing… Hey, you can’t count us out We’ve been running up against the crowd Yeah, we are the dark horses We’re singing… Wait, don’t care what they say We know we’ll find a way Yeah! We are the dark horses Yeah! Laa la-la-la-la-laa Laa la-la-la-la-laa &

[Faded Voice:]

Keep running with the dark horses Hope makes the blood change courses Keep running with the dark horses Stand up with the dark horses Keep running with the dark horses Hope makes the blood change courses 

___________________________________________________ (This song has become somewhat of a theme song for me lately.  As an artist, poet and writer these solitary pursuits take me into places that others may fear to go. There can be terrible dangers and evil, but also beauty and light.  I often feel like a dark horse in a world of light horses, but I always have hope and wish to dispense at least a little of that hope to others. God Bless ~M)

A Tiger's Eyes

Close up detail of the eyes from a colored pencil drawing A Tiger's Rest.  Purchase prints of the entire image on Fine Art America or view the original posting here!  

©Maleko 2012      Original 8x10 inches

Dreams...haunted by midnight visions

Standing in the shadows seized in holy terror

"The Moon"    Photograph ©Maleko 2012

      I see you lay willingly in ecstasy's embrace

From my scorched lungs my breath is squeezed

     As the sand shifts slowly beneath my feet

Eagerly swallowing the drink of sweet poisoned lies

     Moonlight glistens the sweat droplets on your skin

Endless echos of the past roll into a future lost

     You are a million miles distant an arms length away

Trembling shaking hands reach out burdened by fear

     Through the air streaming tears fall as passion rises

Love's promise all but undone the world is crashing

     The sun fell plotting out the death of my heart

Left alone eternity beckons as a cold and lonely place

©Maleko 2012

Shadow Rider

Photography          ©Maleko 2012         (Edited using PicMonkey)