My passion has always been poetry. Words are my form of therapy and cost much less. I often work out details of my life by writing things out. So many times I have thrown these snippetts away and now wish I had not. Words can touch our hearts both in the written or spoken form. I will fill this place with poetry, and other heartfelt forms of the written word. You may find some mixed media Art here also. I see words as Art, Do you?
Monday, September 27, 2021
For My Husband
Friday, January 27, 2012
Smiles
Merging
Into
Loving
Emotions
Simultaneously
~ Teresa Mahieu, Jan.2012
Monday, February 14, 2011
Happy Valentines Day
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Dramatic Fragment
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Happy Valentines Day
Tess
Friday, September 4, 2009
Helen Steiner Rice
Time is not measured
by the years that you live
But by the deeds that you do
and the joy that you give.
And each day as it comes
brings a chance to each one
To love to the fullest,
leaving nothing undone.
That would brighten the life
or lighten the load
Of some weary traveler
lost on life's road.
So what does it matter
how long we may live
If as long as we live
we unselfishly give.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Remember Abby? Her Lesson is A Good One



Abby loves dragonflies.

Sometimes she gets into her moms make-up.
Abby is often sad when others make fun of her torn and tattered clothes. Sometimes people will use words they think she does not understand, but she does. She knows they don't really mean the awful things they say.
Abby knows her freckled made-up face, her best clothes and shoes and a beautiful crown will always put a smile back on her face.
Abby came to me in a dream. She was inspired by a poem I had written...

This is a mixed media collage painting created on a board roughly 24"x10"x3/8". I used acrylic paint, fabric, tissue paper, an iron on dragonfly, computer generated words, magazine clippings, buttons, twine, Sobo Craft and Fabric Glue and Mod Podge to create Abby's Lesson. I adhered words and phrases cut from an old children's book to the sides all the way around.

Thursday, July 17, 2008
Words
I wrote this poem many years ago after hearing a father do just that. I hope this poem will give someone the opportunity to think and to change the way they deal with their child and anger.
Words
YOU BRAT!
CUT IT OUT!
WOULD YOU SHUT UP!
YOU UGLY MESS!
BE QUIET!
SIT DOWN...NOW...
Don't yell at me,
Don't scream or shout,
I'm just a child-
An angel in God's eyes,
I look to you for guidance,
A safe comforting voice.
I listen to every word you speak,
And hear you with my heart.
I'm but a child-
And you are my hero,
A giant angel in my eyes.
Please
Don't yell at me,
Don't scream or shout.
I'm just a child-
You're child,
A gift from God,
And I believe-
Every Word You Say!
Now read that last line again. Children really do believe every word we adults use. Our words can lift up a child or tear that child down. It is the same with many adults. We look to each other for guidance, inspiration, acceptance, love; and we can tear each other down with mere words. Let's use kind words today towards ourselves and towards others.
