She’s Back He’s Back They’re Back

another abstract random placement of my mosaic pieces and a poem… I have five pairs of reader glasses and still a bit of eye strain 🤭

You Came Here To Dance

Swirling Dancers. This is my digital art from a photo I took. I’ve used software to create similar flower statements of Dance as a fun hobby.
My poem written, printed and photographed this morning. I’ll key it out as well.

You Came Here To Dance

Life says, You came here to Dance,

to Dance in groups or with a partner

or changing partners or even

to Dance alone…

Life is a Harmony of rhythms

all happening simultaneously

moving fast and moving slow

here and everywhere in all directions…

We move in and out of the physical flow-

Seen and Unseen, we come and go…

Sometimes we lose our Balance

learning to Master our own Steps-

Life’s Beloved Children,

we’re learning, remembering our Steps…

Life sees and gently guides us

to think for ourselves, to choose

how we feel, E-motions responding

to collective rhythms or creating

rhythms all on our own…

Our Souls came here to Dance…

Before we’re born, we choose

‘Where’ in the Cosmos we wish to Dance-

God’s Free Will Gift to our Souls.

Love and Growth move us ever

to Places, to Cultures, to People

Dancing in Harmonizing Rhythms-

Souls’ Agendas moving Together…

We Dance in Harmony Together

even ‘off Balance’ sometimes-

choosing, ‘rechoosing’ our Steps…

Some move through Life Solitary

Dancing Individuality through Life.

Some move Together As One

in Disciplined Harmony,

Rhythmically Rippling and Merging

their Individuality…

Over the Movements of many Dances,

many Lifetimes, many Timelines,

Souls experience many Steps

in the Wonder and Beauty and Glories

of Unity in Diversity, Diversity in Unity,

the Divine Energy of Life’s Dance…

We all came here to Dance…

(March 6, 2023-Shelley Audrey Wilson-Victoria, BC)

Seeking Harmony and Balance In Relationships

I created this fun mosaic with pieces from some of my recycled acrylic paintings. It was an unplanned composition that just evolved without my mind analyzing every addition and so to me is more fun. I do seek a harmony and balance respecting differences in relationships here, as is my hope for Gender Issues for Humanity.
A different view
Another perspective
Seeing another way

Playing With Sticks

My young child self playing with sticks

Playing With Sticks

I’m old in years, young at heart,

still a child entertaining myself,

randomly moving Thoughts about-

playing happily with sticks

in the playground of my mind-

sticks like ‘Crafts for a Practical Purpose’,

‘Arts for Aesthetic Pleasures’,

‘Art for Art’s Sake alone’…

Sometimes Definition-Descriptions

seem to overlap, lines get blurry-

a weaving to hang on a wall,

a painting to complement a couch,

a chair never meant to sit on,

a clay pot to admire, not to use,

a song to advertise products to sell,

a drum roll to start a revolution,

a book of writings to pay the rent,

an arrangement of flowers celebrating occasion,

a sculpture to support some weighty books…

When does Fine Art serve Practical Purpose?

Why does Fine Art hold higher Status?

What gives it Value…Provenance-

the record and status of Owners,

the Creator’s location, associations,

personal history, educational foundations,

the Creators artsy story,

their cultural-national identity,

technical skills and accuracy,

originality of style, composition,

trending themes, power to please,

the placement and jargon of Display?

When does Craft become Fine Art too?

We seek and make many kinds of Crafts

judging usefulness, quality, design-

both Functions and Aesthetics of Design.

We deem several Arts Fine-

Human Creative Expressions

that we hold in high esteem

but then judge much what is or isn’t ‘fine’

depending on tastes, yours and mine.

Opinions vary, people invest money,

Subjective-Objective Decisions of Value,

buying or selling, commodity trading,

marketing Creations and Creators-

those still living or profitably dead,

compounding praise and short or long term gains.

Often, Arts and Crafts become Competitions

of Winners and Losers, Victories and Defeats,

a myriad Creative Expressions Valued or Not.

Some people make and buy them just for Fun,

some to be in the presence of Beauty

in whatever form it takes.

Some people thrive on, invest in Ugliness,

a Subjective-Objective Opinion, a Statement

of how they feel and see Life around them,

the makers, the sellers, the buyers-

a Declaration of who they choose to be

in the presence of Ugliness, a Dissonance.

Arts often express and stir Imaginations.

Crafts often inspire, evoke Imagination too.

Both stretch Education beyond mere Knowledge,

beyond Rigid Data of Information

by Sprinkling Stardust on Numbers and Words,

Symbols, Sounds, Physical Actions

merging the Mundane into the Sublime.

Creative Processes enrich Cultures.

Will we let Machines create Everything-

making us the Robots, the Working Consumers

increasingly working for the Machines?

I wonder about such things

while playing with sticks in my mind.

March 8, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Celebrating Women

In Respect and Praise of Women.

Celebrating Women

In Respect and Praise of Women,

we celebrate around the World,

Women for Women, Men for Women too-

Men enlightened by the Spirit of Love-

true and genuine, ringing true.

Women dress themselves in Colours,

many Colours- bright or subtle Hue-

Bodies and Auras, Minds and Hearts

like the shades and tints of Blue-

calming, comforting, resilient too.

The Divine Feminine is Ever Present

in this Realm our Souls are passing through,

ever creating and evolving Life being

and becoming, Celebrating Life as we do.

(for March 8th on the Global Calendar)

March 3, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Pastimes 4

This is digital art from my hobby photography. I am a retired floral designer.
I call these my Number Doodles.
Playing with Numbers, I began my own meanings to them.
On the right is more Number play adding my own meanings to them. Ti the left are some of my Number Shapes I created on my desktop. I am pretty much Math illiterate, a psychological block one might say but it would be so much more fun if I was Math literate. I explore many Arts and Crafts so play with Numbers that way. 🤩😍💕✨
Some of my weavings as personality portraits for family and friends…
More Personality Portraits for Family and Friends
And a few more…
Acrylic paint, beach glass, digital art… I have four large canvases waiting for acrylic paint or oil paint or both but will wait till the Spring warmth or early Summer to play with them outside because of the fumes they give off. I wonder what these canvases will become…🎨🪄💕✨

Vintage Photos

These photos were taken some years ago. I plan to post them on my new site of FlowerpoetShelley which is

This red themed layout of my photos has pics of some of my family and myself. Beside the poinsettia is my deceased beloved Mother, Dixie.To the right is my darling daughter, Alissa, at graduation. Below left is my sweet sister, Bev and cousin Lori in red. To the right is my sweet sister Bev now in red here and to her right is a woodland photo taken of me.

Some very vintage photos of my husband, Roger, my sweet children, Alissa and Aaron, and myself. The photos have some of my welding sculptures.

Glimpses of Pastimes 3

One of my Acrylics on Canvas Paintings
Weaving in Progress for Memories of Egypt
Digital Computer Art of my Photograph
Creating a Vision Board and an old photo of me at Le Foret Enchante in a former trading post, Eastern Quebec
Crafts done years ago with my husband

My next posts won’t upload so I may assume this free sight is Full. If you wish, I have a new site as FlowerpoetShelley now residing at

The Whys Surprise

The Whys Surprise

I seem to be developing

a Cultural Case of ‘The Whys’

that comes to me as a Surprise.


Why did Men make up a Story

many people still believe,

a ‘Shame and Blame Story’,

the Tale of Adam and Eve-

Woman, the Seductive Temptress

(corrupted by an Evil Snake)

so willingly and able to lead

astray, to disobey, to deceive

Man, the ‘Fallen Innocent’,

the ‘Victim’ who must pay-

cast out from Paradise,

the Son who ‘lost his way’

because Woman ‘disobeys’-

a ‘Cautionary Tale’

told to so many Children

through the Ages and Today???

(The message here of course-

Do Not Dare To Disobey!)


Why did Men conceive their God

as Male with ‘Body Parts’ like them,

punishing and condemning,

a commanding Father-Figure,

a Fearsome Final-Authority

(often Imagined with a Beard)

they’d best Worship and Obey,

denying Females any rights

or they’ll lead all Men astray???


Why must Women hide their hair,

hide their bodies, hide their faces,

hide their intelligence and abilities,

(Disobedience demand ‘penalties’

harsh and cruel, some Cultures say.)

only serving Men to please

still Today in many Cultures

claiming God demanding these

Gender Laws and Rules to please

Deity or is it Deities???

(It may depend on where you live.)


Why are Women in some Cultures

painted, filmed, stripped nude

then judged indecent, even lewd,

an ‘Em-bar-rass-ment’ to Women,

(though some Women desire Women)

a ‘Sex-As-Dirty Tease’ for Men-

(though some Men desire Men)

Men believing they’re all Superior

from Stories told by other Men,

like God is Male with ‘Parts’ like them,

they’re ‘in His Image’ after all,

didn’t God talk to Mostly Men

in Scripture Stories, Tales for Men

and those Compliant Women

living well by pleasing Men???


As in Science, we Advance

through our Courageous Questions

to help us Understand.

(Perhaps even become ‘The Wise’?)

Who has Intelligent Answers

to Beliefs we carry still

in World Views, in Laws that guide us,

in God-Beliefs we kill and die for

even faring into Space?

Respecting All, the Human Race,

maybe now we’ll discover

God is Ever, Only Love.

(God Bless Us All, Everyone.)


February 23, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, Bc



I don’t know your Soul’s agenda.

I don’t know the Path you take

co-creating and navigating

the life you have or wish to make.

I don’t know your life story,

what has brought you peace or worry,

what now gives your life meaning,

the values of your being.

I don’t know who you are

as a Stranger near or far

living the life you’re in,

your thoughts and feelings within.

Perhaps someday, somehow we’ll meet

greeting each other as a Friend,

sharing our thoughts with trust,

never because we must vent hate.


Celestial beings and bodies, we gravitate,

we orbit, we move and resonate

with push and pull of forces

bringing us together, pulling apart.

Evolving to ‘Global Consciousness’, then

‘Citizens of the Universe’ so very

strange and beautiful and diverse, we’ll see

that ‘strange’ isn’t wrapped in fear

when true Love of Life grows here.

Even now, some live in higher Awareness,

Caring Connection, Spirit of Unity,

Voluntary Sharing, Global Community,

Re-Defined, Re-Divined Family-

inclusive, not exclusive,

expressing a higher form of Love

and Respect for Life far above

what most of Humanity sees now.

Most Humans have few Opportunities,

few Basic Necessities, food and shelter,

no indoor plumbing, electricity,

rights and freedoms, that we Humans

all could have if we’re All Willing,

not declaring “It can’t be done “

or “thank God” because Those Billions

don’t include you and me.

Have we made ourselves ‘Strangers’

to a God of Pure, Unconditional Love by

justifying selfishness, greed, indifference,

or acting out anger as violence (offence-defence)

‘claiming’ and ‘blaming’ an Angry God, even

a Fearsome, Vengeful, Violent God.

Are we even ‘Strangers’ to ourselves?

The Spirit of God is Love and our Spirit is too.

God Bless Us Everyone.


February 23, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

(photo taken by my daughter last year)

Future Car

Future Car

I dream of my future Car,

(probably not in this lifetime)

a vehicle of futuristic design

fully equipped for flight,

perhaps like those that are

now hidden away from sight

until someone figures out how

to map highways in the sky.

My dream car is energy efficient

and sufficient for needs and wishes.

With it, I jet or travel slow

wherever I’m free to go.

It’s body is painted iridescent

and in the dark, it’s luminescent,

fitted with lights that clearly beam

signals to other cars that seem

like something out of dreams.

Front and back and sides,

my car has changeable lights

shining, sparkling white or gold

or even infrared for night.

I speak to my beautiful car,

perhaps I’ll call her Emily Carr,

an Artist, Nature-love driven,

and my car speaks back to me.

Do I want my Music, my GPS?

Of all the options to choose,

I won’t let my car drive me.

‘I’ll drive myself, thank you!’

Alas, my car’s just in my head.

Imagination fed, I’ll now stay

or drive the car outside my door,

a car I do hope will last,

my ‘golden chariot’ way long past

when it was new (like me).

Imagination makes me chuckle.

Buckle up and fly with me!


February 22, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Every Artist Has

Every Artist Has

Every Artist has a Heart-Song

you can hear and feel and see,

a symmetrical or asymmetrical

rhythm and harmony creating

through their signature frequencies

identifiable, recognizable Art

resonating with others or not.


Every Artist has a Heart-Song

with simple or complex themes

communicating their experiences,

their views, their loves, their dreams

through spectrums and scales

of light and sound and matter,

telling us who they are and wish to be.


We all hear an Artist’s Heart-Song.

All our Senses help us to know

when an Artist is truly free

to go where their Heart takes them,

to fulfill their chosen destiny

amidst a world of distractions,

of needs and desires met or not.


So many Artists craft their Arts

now in the present simultaneously-

now in the past of our history-

now in the future expressions-

manifesting creative energy,

all singing their own Heart-Songs

that work to shape world views.


Artists can advance our evolution,

create change, even revolution

in Understandings of who we are,

revealing through their imagination

glimpses of who we might be

co-creating as one in harmony

yet different as we can be.


Is it really any wonder

that any militant, dictatorial power

forces Artists to conform or cower

fearful of their own Heart-Songs

expressing their beauty creatively,

expressing their themes and dreams,

seen as threats to such Authority.


When Political, Religious, Commercial-

national and global bodies-

groups of people, systems and entities

are confident, secure, of their positions,

they pose no threat, no danger

to any Artists and their Heart-Songs

expressing Life freely and joyously.


February 22, 2023

(7 groups of 7 lines)

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Sea of Thoughts

Sea of Thoughts acrylic painting by Shelley A. Wilson

Sea of Thoughts

I swim in a Sea of Thoughts,

many Thoughts by others,

many Thoughts all of my own.

I often tread on the Surface-

that Everyday Consciousness

weathered by Sunlight and Storm,

shared by or with others

Communicating the ‘norm’

in clearly Calm or Troubled Sea.

Sometimes I avoid ugly Pollution

moved by Emotions that I see

as Tidal Waves of Confusion,

Waves of Conflict and Misery,

high Waves on a Sea of Thoughts.

Sometimes I just float Free

resting in Peace and Serenity.

Sometimes I choose to dive Deep

into Thoughts by others mixed

with Thoughts all my own

down into the Deeper Unknown

or Deep Thoughts already Known-

Thoughts others Explore as well.

Within the Deep and Deeper

exists a World of Strange Beauty

where glimpses of Thought-forms

dwell adept to thrive under Pressure-

ones creating their own Inner Light

or staying well-hidden out of sight

till stirred by Curious Delight.

Fascinated by this Strange Beauty

exciting Imagination through Wonder,

I let go my Fears through Love.

Sometimes I will even Wonder

if through Respect and Empathy,

I could swim in Alien Seas.

February 21, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC