Posts Tagged ‘children’

Digital art: The Great Escape – 91809

September 18, 2009

The Great Escape -- 91809


© Diane Beaty


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Children’s Poem: Sandman Dan

September 13, 2009

Sandman Dan --


image & poem

© Diane Beaty



Daniel Frog I am often called,

though you can call me Dan. I live

within a lily pond; I’m working

for ‘the man’. I jump and sweep

the waters deep for a special

type of sand which helps a sleepy

little one travel to Dreamland.


I’m not well-known by anyone –

my secret’s meant to keep – even

you will forget me soon when you

drift off to sleep. So off you go

to Wonderland, and before your nap

is through, I shall slip back to my

lily pad, collect more sand for you.


                    © Diane Beaty

Children’s Poem: Unicorn Rainbows

September 13, 2009

unicorn rainbow --


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Unicorn rainbows are the prettiest 
sights, the glowing fire-colors 
that show off their lights, throwing
out hope for the weak, and 
the weary, in a palace of splendor, 
in a place once thought dreary. Prisms 
of dreams that dance in the night 
are locked up, enclosed in the rainbow’s 
green light. Laughter and gaiety 
glow in the yellow, and burst forth,
like marshmallows bouncing 
on Jello. Castles and dragons blend
with the blue, the source of our strengths,
and weaknesses too. Renewal is found 
in the color of pink, whenever our lives
creep over the brink. Yes, unicorn 
 rainbows are magical stuff, and, of them, 
 we never can get quite enough!!!


                                         © Diane Beaty

Quote of the Day

July 15, 2009



….I struggle with enormous

discrepancies: between

the reality of motherhood

and the image of it, between

my love for my home and

the need to travel, between

the varied and seductive paths

of the heart. The lessons of

impermanence, the occasional

despair and the muse, so


tenuously moored, all visit their needs upon me and I dig deeply

for the spiritual utilities that restore me: my love for the place,

for the one man left, for my children and friends and the great

green pulse of spring.


Sally Mann

(1951 –    )

American Photographer