Saturday, February 24, 2007


Elephant (My Story)

You can find me in the circus, I protest!
You can find me in the desert and the jungles
That’s the best!
In Africa and India I Rule!

Once the fools displayed me at the zoo
Alas, they saw the light -
They placed me in a conservation park…
At least there I roam around in simulated manmade freedom.

It’s safe to say they finally saw my beauty
They’re not trying to hunt me
For my lovely ivory tusks
They’re luminous and spiffy I’ll agree,
But they’re attached to ME!

Things are getting better all around - I hope and pray.
Look for me, I’m a survivor and still standing proud and free!
But if you fail to find me in all of the above
Look for me in still and moving pictures
Of those who had the courage to find me in my turf
Just take my picture, but
Leave me here happy to be alive and FREE!

By Anna (voliotisa's arts.©

Thursday, February 15, 2007

My Little Frida

How can I describe my little Frida?
Inquisitive, Temperamental,
Perhaps the best way is Independent
Always alert and oriented - and
That’s to say the least
Personality plus
Of distinct and discrete caliber
One in a million?
A million to one?
I struggle to find fitness in my description
The following is but a weak try:

She flew into my heart the day Diego left her
I’m sure by just bad luck and not intent
She’s occupied a big place in my heart thereafter
My love destined to grow as big as her persona.

That persona is marked by her eclectic style
I’m sure to match her namesake “Frida Kahlo” -
Never familiar, anything but the usual stuff
She’s not a Bird but rather a Grand Lady
Endowed with the intrigue, beauty and unpredictability
Only a Lady can possess and get away with

My Frida’s spirit has grown and I suspect will keep on growing
Forever she is Diego’s, but Casper, her new mate, he sees her worth
And keeps on trying to possess her
Because he too can see A Lady such as Frida
Is hard to fly by in a Lifetime, be it for Birds
Or Humans alike to behold and cherish
We all strive to please and impress her with delight.

By Anna Angelou
Written w/love For Frida my pet forever!
On 12:25 a.m. February 13/14 2007, Frida gently lay down her wings
& passed away
Although I feel she knew I stood there with her till the end
She slipped into a place we cannot see
But her legacy forever remains here with us
She was a twig but left a shadow
A giant would relish to possess

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Day of the Heart

One day each year we all await to bring the love
To us we so richly deserve
We look for proof that we belong
To those we hold so dearly above all.

They may be new and full with life
They may be old friends we spent our times
They may be hopes that they’re to come
And they may be flickers of our imagination
Of what should be for us
Flickers that started long since our time began on earth.

There should be love enough to go around for that one day
One day is all it is
One time when people need be reassured
The light of someone’ else’s yearning rests in the face the mirror holds
And beckons love to start and end each day
From that point on.

So for one day we hope and pray and search
To have a token of some other beings love
Perhaps a rich bouquet, a sparkle or a sweet.

We wait and wait and hope to have
That special someone think we’re special too
That’s truly the beauty of it all
There’s always hope that walking down the block
You suddenly turn and find your own true love
This day of hearts this time and –
If not year, fear not
The Day of the Heart comes by each year around this time.

By Anna Angelou
Dedicated to love and those who know the meaning of!

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

And So I decided to annimate my Leonardo complete with a lady freedom rider.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Life is one big hurdle after another. It's exactly like riding on a horse with obstacles along the way, they come your way, Leonardo (the horse) gallops slower and the rider (me) stops riding tall. One hurdle passes, Leonardo seems to be picking up his gallop, while keeping a happy me onboard, pshou, one hurdle passed, the other one is coming my way. One after the other, but Leonardo has learned to brace himself and gallop through, taking me along with him on the perpetual ride. A