Poetry and Art, by Sheila Benedis

my most prized possession

just a piece of wood

found on a hike in the woods

rescued from becoming trash

my found object

created mainly by nature

gives voice to my most prized possession

an unexpected gift

a reflection of my life

 

my treasure

swirling patterns go round and round

create an organic shape

a lustrous reddish brown color

nature’s texture is perfect

 

not necessary to give physical form

to an original idea

as nature and art meld

my treasure appears

a fully formed creative expression

like a reverie

 

ignites a sparkling feeling

food for my soul

a way to connect

to my art work

to sentient trees

share with the outer world

gives me freedom

to navigate life

My Prized Possession, Sculpture