the red shoed artist – returned from her trip, today… saw her latest works! – Robert Lew Terrell
Posts Tagged ‘art’
returned today – haiku
Posted in art, haiku, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, haiku, life, musings, my life, poems, poetry, random, reflections on 2009/08/06 | 1 Comment »
then what? – haiku
Posted in art, haiku, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, haiku, life, musings, my life, poems, poetry, reflections, thoughts on 2009/08/04 | Leave a Comment »
you’re an art genius – probably don’t need art school… Then what did he need? – Robert Lew Terrell
painting all night – haiku
Posted in haiku, love, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, haiku, love, musings, poems, poetry, reflections, relationships on 2009/07/30 | 2 Comments »
we were in art school – sometimes we would paint all night… then go for breakfast. – Robert Lew Terrell
I was – haiku
Posted in haiku, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, haiku, life, musings, my life, poems, poetry, ramblings, thoughts on 2009/07/29 | 1 Comment »
an artist I was – heyday and payday, long since… Do I have one more? – Robert Lew Terrell
pondering – haiku
Posted in humor, lowku, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, humor, musings, poems, poetry, writing on 2009/07/20 | 6 Comments »
it looks abandoned – or like an artist lives here… Which of those am I? – Robert Lew Terrell
soul search – haiku
Posted in art, haiku, Houston, poetry, robert terrell poetry, spirituality, tagged art, musings, poems, poetry, spirituality, thoughts on 2009/07/19 | 1 Comment »
an artist’s hometown – wanderlust took him away… Will he find his soul? – Robert Lew Terrell
blue lighting – haiku
Posted in haiku, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, haiku, poetry on 2009/07/07 | 5 Comments »
we sat on the couch – by the art installation… with the blue lighting. – Robert Lew Terrell
taking shape – haiku
Posted in art, haiku, poetry, robert terrell poetry, tagged art, haiku, poetry, writing on 2009/07/07 | Leave a Comment »
very late he worked – the painting was taking shape… he had that feeling. – Robert Lew Terrell

































