Poet's Womb
Blending
Breath & Howl
Faerie Om
Faerie
Swallowed Heart
Evocation
Handed Heart
Two Behold
Chains That Bind
Hold On
Destiny
Stay
Three Deep - Growing Into the Rib Cage
Gold Rush
Golden
Spun
Involved
His Bow
Poet's WombPoets WombResting within the muscle of human form on bended knees,crawling into unknown spaces, the poet waits ...For the coming of earthly spells,for the twisting of time to teach ... to tease ... to tempt.Smooth, between flesh and bone,probing, forcing, into the core of intangible things ...The Muse moves with quiet calculation.Hear ... breath ... bare ... all!Bending, stretching ... opening space beneath sorrow,she prepares for the laying on of hands ... upon tangled thoughts.Bowing, reaching ... into the knotted body of knowledge,he sets a tonic into the base of her spine.Slipping, sliding into her belly it goes.The heaviness of such desire waits in ripe and warm places.Waits … for a reason ... for a rhythm.Hear ... breath ... bare ... all!Resting within the muscle of human graceon bended knees, with bowed head,she accepts inspired currency, paid to the piper,for a rhyme.Pressing deeper into intent, full form, with conscious flow,in firm resolve, he slides clever phrasesinto the beat of ripe and ready places.Arching, moving, balancing, upon root of reason,within warming blood,beyond careless words lodged between tender lips.She speaks.Hear ... breath ... bare ... all!The potion moves by Muse command, from thrusts of laughter,beyond timeless tears, into the place of mindful things.She strokes with pen and tongue ....words that slide, from her hair,like paint from a brush soaked with color.And ... onto the paper thin canvas ... into the world ...it spills ... it bleeds ... breathes ... it tells all ... it is all ... potent ...and full of passion ... thick and rich ... the poem.
BlendingOil on Canvas. The first piece in the collection "Voice of Flesh Vision of Spirit". Created while the artist was living at Ford Factory Lofts in a small apartment overlooking the Atlanta Beltline in Midtown Atlanta on Ponce de Leon Avenue. This is currently the only oil on canvas created by Lisa Marcia Morris. This original has been sold. It currently resides in the home of a dear friend. Prints are available for sale by request.
Breath & HowlWith synchronized breath and howl,into the untamed, over the earth, beneath the moon,growing through the thick of life, she melts … into surrender,comforted by strength of purpose, inspired by mindful intellect,intrigued by all the fierceness and folly,appeased by the enormity of his beastly bounty …she arrives to the coming.
Faerie OmOriginal sold (Event: Voice of Flesh Vision of Spirit 9.29.17)Prints available.
Faerie Original sold (Event: Voice of Flesh Vision of Spirit 9.29.17)Prints available.
Swallowed Heart
Evocation
Handed HeartOriginal sold (Event: Voice of Flesh Vision of Spirit 9.29.17)Prints available.
Two BeholdTWO BEHOLDStanding upon the golden ray of sunShineBath between the essencesBowEarth green enchantment escapesFeelBlendForgiveGiveIndulgeAllow Original PoemBy: Lisa Marcia Morris – Artist, Poet, Author
Chains That Bind
Hold On
Destiny
StayOriginal Gifted to a beautiful women with a golden voice and she is also a very good bartender. (Event: Voice of Flesh Vision of Spirit 9.29.17)Prints available.
Three Deep - Growing Into the Rib CageOriginal sold (Event: Voice of Flesh Vision of Spirit 9.29.17)Prints available.
Gold Rush
Golden
Spun
Involved
His Bow
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