Storybook Dollhouse: The Tale of Miniature Lives

My storybook dollhouse has only begun.

I might be a child, but I’m not that young.

I’m building the house from the ground up,

Putting items in place, each plate and cup.

My house has a living room, dining room, den,

A kitchen to eat, bedrooms to sleep, and then,

Bathrooms for bathing, a nursery for baby,

An office for working, and a playroom, maybe.

I’ve painted the walls and papered them, too.

Don’t worry, I’ve left space just for you.

The fixtures are gorgeous, the attic unique,

The basement has a door that makes a squeak.

My porch has a swing and a garden with flowers.

If I was a miniature girl, I could sit there for hours.

The windows are big; there’s even a checkered floor.

The ceilings are high. Who could ask for more?

Now I’m waiting for my romance to be real,  

All grown up, this would be more than ideal!

Copyright 2018 Jennifer Waters

"Winter Snowfall," A MERRY CHRISTMAS CAROL

VERSE:

Fascination in cold months.

Hopeful free-for-all,

Artistry that’s quiet,

Ice crystals, white squall. 

As a snowman melts,

Wind might break flakes apart,

But across the nighttime sky,

They look like a romantic heart.  

CHORUS:

A masterpiece of Nature’s hand,

Snow crystals of chilling beauty.

Melting in your palm at once, 

To love them, a child’s duty. 

Snowfall, snowfall,

Winter snowfall.

VERSE: 

Like sand on a beach, 

Not one same design. 

The crystals are unique.

Identical flakes you won’t find.

As fingerprints of angels,

Patterns with plan inside, 

Star snowflakes are common.

Keep your eyes open wide.

 

CHORUS:

A masterpiece of Nature’s hand,

Snow crystals of chilling beauty.

Melting in your palm at once, 

To love them, a child’s duty. 

Snowfall, snowfall,

Winter snowfall.

 

BRIDGE:

Largest crystals fall the farthest.

From heav’n, they did traipse. 

Such elegance and grace.

            

CHORUS:

A masterpiece of Nature’s hand,

Snow crystals of chilling beauty.

Melting in your palm at once, 

To love them, a child’s duty. 

Snowfall, snowfall,

Winter snowfall.

TAG:

Snowfall, snowfall,

Winter snowfall.

 

Copyright 2018 Jennifer Waters

My Little Piggy Bank: The Story of Curly-Q Tails

My little piggy bank

Holds my nickels and my dimes.

It keeps my quarters and my pennies

From being spent at times.

When I need a dollar

For a new dress or doll,

I shake my piggy loose,

Before going to the mall.

If I can’t get the money out,

Then, I guess I can’t shop.

My piggy needs it more,

Or he might do a belly flop.

Always better to save a penny

For a curly-Q rainy day.

Then, if you need a nickel,

I’ll have one to give away!

Copyright 2018 Jennifer Waters

The Sparkling Playful Tickled-Pink Parasol: The Story of Maisie Opal

Tell me if you’re gloomy.

Tell me if you’re mad.

If your heart is lonely,

If your person’s mad,

My tickled-pink parasol

Will find you in your turmoil.

It’s sparkling and bright,

And its magic doesn’t spoil.

If I poke you in the side,

You’re bound to burst a giggle.

Then, we can spin in a circle,

And you can do a wiggle,

Until your sorrows leave you,

Floating off into the air.

No one deserves the blues.

Troubles better beware.

My parasol will find you

When you least expect it.

If heartbreak comes your way,

Its canopy will reflect it.

Shade in the summer.

Shelter in the rain.

Its dainty and lovely.

I can even entertain,

To crowds of people

In the town square,

Or under a steeple,

It acts like a prayer.

So, if you see me coming,

With my playful umbrella,

My name is Maisie Opal,

Almost like Cinderella.

I’m older than you think.

I never look my age.

Eight is a good year,

But I prefer the up stage,

Where I can dance and sing,

With my parasol tickled pink.

I want to make you happy!

I hope I make you think.

My umbrella is sparkling,

Glistening just for you!

So, cry until you laugh.

Your dismal days are through!

Copyright 2018 Jennifer Waters

The Enchanted Ferris Wheel: The Story of Amusement at a Delightful Pier

Once there was an Enchanted Ferris Wheel.

It rotated on steel, and you could make it a deal.

It sat by the ocean at the boardwalk pier,

Sparkled in lights and squeaked its gear.

When you got upon its passenger car,

You could ride to the sky and catch a star.

The conductor gave you a ticket for a dime,

And you promised to have a grand ole time.

By the time you landed, you could change,

If you wanted to change, although it felt strange.

Maybe your name, maybe your smile,

Maybe your hair, maybe your style.

Up in the air, you could see the moon,

Little Boy Blue, and his silver spoon.

Your perspective would never be the same,

And the ride would be your claim to fame.

You started out the old version of you,

But then you became everything new.

So, take a trip on the Enchanted Ferris Wheel,

Where all your wishes will soon be real!

Copyright 2016 Jennifer Waters

REMBRANDT synopsis

LOGLINE

A world-famous painter reveals his methods and encourages artists to paint with truth and light and to value each individual with all their strengths and weaknesses.

PITCH

Rembrandt, the preeminent Baroque Dutch painter, meets his students. As an artist, the painter understands the human condition and represents it in his work. Several critiques deemed Rembrandt a prophet of civilization for his genuine art. He painted with common grace for every human. Before Rembrandt leaves, he asks to paint his students’ portraits. He says every life matters and each person’s face is part of a larger design, capturing heaven on Earth.

SYNOPSIS

Dutch painter Rembrandt introduces himself to his students, saying he wants to teach them everything he knows. As an artist, he understands the human condition which puts him in a unique position to represent it in his work. Rembrandt’s portraits are painted with truth and light, never minimizing a person’s strong points or flaws. When Rembrandt paints himself he shows all his bumps, lumps, imperfections, wrinkles, sags, and bags. Not only does Rembrandt show people’s humanness in his portraits, but he also focuses on the eyes of the subject because confronting the viewer in a portrait causes a stronger association with the onlooker.

His self-portraits over time are a visual diary and he picks costumes with flair, comparing his moods and expressions. He also created etchings and drawings. After the financial success in his early years, Rembrandt says he might have been too self-assured. Although many people romanticize his life, he says he suffered heartbreak when he lost his wife and had severe financial trouble in his later years. However, he still painted with common grace for every human.

Rembrandt says historians categorize him in the Golden Age when Baroque style was popular. Along with self-portraits, he tried to make his contemporaries look good in paint. Some of his works include: “Man in the Golden Helmet,” “The Music Party,” “Girl at a Window,” and “Old Man with a Gold Chain.” “The Night Watch” might be his most famous painting. In “The Artist in His Studio” Rembrandt is seen alone, much like how he created. Before Rembrandt leaves, he asks to paint his students’ portraits. He says every life matters, so smile, or have a private thought, but pose for his painting, please. Each person’s image is part of a bigger composition, on Earth as it is in heaven.

Copyright 2022 Jennifer Waters