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Due to the fact that running multiple websites is sorta becoming a drag, and that few have really looked here for my artwork for awhile, I will be mainly posting new images on my myspace account. You can find it by searching for the heading "Of The Waters" or by following the link below!

Of The Waters

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Horizon

"Horizon" (1/2007)
Medium: Watercolor Marker

Wind and Sandcastles

Wind and Sandcastles - By Matthew Holtmeier

There are times when the sea comes rushing in,
And we’re all like seagulls,
Seeking escape.

And when the storm clouds blow,
And the mist nips at our ankles,
Some feel the clearest then,
Others are just cold.

But if it weren’t for the sea,
Its winds and its storms,
We'd all be stuck on the sand,
Each making sandcastles that would last forever,

And,
We’d soon be fighting for a place to land.

Remembering...

Remembering - By Matthew Holtmeier

It’s been awhile since we talked Lady Raven.
So, long that I forgotten the sound of your voice,
And, the sight of your eyes has all but gone out.

Sometimes, I wonder where you are…
Sometimes, I wonder who you’ve become…
Sometimes, I wonder what life would’ve been like if…
And, I wonder if you were wrong…

I look back and remember your feeling,
But your face is lost to me.
With it has gone my certainty,
Lost in a swirling of fact and fiction.

Sometimes, I wonder who you’ve become…

As far as myself,
I have forgotten so much.
I’ve replacing dreaming with reality,
And, I believe that I’ve learned to cope

But,
Sometimes, I wonder where you are…

Lady Raven,
You once promised me a better world.
One in which I would know my place.
A world of magick and hope,
If only I could find patience.

Sometimes, I wonder what life would have been like if…

But, your promises now seem like empty words
And, the world keeps getting darker,
Friends become enemies,
Love has found its boundary,
And all about me are weeping.

Lady Raven,
Sometimes, I wonder if you were wrong…

Uneven and Endless

Uneven and Endless – By Matthew Holtmeier

There are times of late,
When I feel myself weary of my current path,
And the road stretched before me seems,
Uneven and endless.

It isn’t so much that I’ve lost hope,
It’s more that I lack direction,
Movement for the sake of motion,
Is simply never fulfilling.

To stay this course means a lot of
Moaning, consoling and whining.
But, what choice do I have?

There are times of late,
When the only contentment I feel
Arises when I’m,
Whimsical, silly or silent.
But to remain so,
Is like is like drinking tea backwards,
Asinine and ultimately impossible.

I’d love to drop everything,
And start anew.
But there are no do-overs,
Only commitments and must-dos.

So, I suppose I will stay the course,
And muscle through these current trials,
With passionless momentum.
Gliding through the prime of my life,
On empty promises and may-have-beens.