Pat Yallup

Atheist

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:44:07 +0000

So you believe
He existed
For you
For you
For Me
No no

You believe in the son of God,
Then it follows you believe
In God!

And if you believe in God
Answer me this.

Why would he give to man ambition,
And the knowledge of the gun?
Turn off a soldiers Lights
And let anothers run?
Why bring to man a big disease,
And a love that can divide?
Why for every hand that overflows,
There’s always one denied?
And you still believe,
You still believe!!!

Forgiving Eye

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:38:57 +0000

I was told Jesus existed
Well, how could this be proved!
For Me!
I was told Jesus was Love
For Me!
I stood in front of a white sheet,
And asked Jesus to show himself,
This he did!
For Me!
When the paper was covered
The picture had a story,
For Me!
It said with one eye gauged
“I know everything about you
You have sinned and I have suffered.
You know your sins
And I forgive you”
And he did!
For Me!
Painting in a meditative state
Jesus came
To Me
For Me!
For Me!

Bewilderment

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:31:21 +0000

Bewilderment
Can you read my face?
Friend or foe?
Do my eyes betray me?
Or am I just a windowless soul?

Am I worthy of your pity or ridicule?
Are you worthy of mine?
For there is a difference between looking and seeing
Between and hearing and listening
I am that difference
I can’t explain it
I just am

I am not for understanding nor explaining
I’m just me
I’m just me

So let me live among your confusion
Within your curiosity
For that’s where I am comfortable

Eternity

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:22:17 +0000

A little piece of me
Nestled safe beneath angels wings,
it must be beautiful to fly.
To paint what colours you should choose,
upon the canvas of the sky,
To gather stars and moonbeams.
To travel at your chosen speed.
It must be such a beautiful place,
for a little piece of me.
Are you trying to catch a rainbow,
Are you reeling off your rhymes.
Are you playing tiptoe through the clouds
or dancing through the night,
Have you wrapped your arms around the sun,
is that your laughter on the breeze?
Oh it must be such a beautiful place
for a little piece of me.

One summers evening I sat in my sons bedroom watching him sleeping.
I remember thinking how beautiful innocence is.
No violence, no greed, no fear but for how long?
This poem is dedicated to that moment that I’ll cherish forever.

Trinity

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:16:18 +0000

The Power of Thought and Prayer
Reaches a Wave and goes with the Flow,
Throbbing and Pulsating is the Spirit that
Wraps the Elements in Time,
To a Comforting Bondage.

Poet’s Moon

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:13:06 +0000

Meet me my love beneath evenings golden veil.
Where painters clothe their canvas
And the forest angels sail.
Meet me where the great oaks bow
And silence plays our tune.
Meet me my love
Out `neath poet’s moon.

Meet me with the open arms
Of one who feels the same.
Meet me out where autumns forged
A kaleidoscope of shades.
Meet me where the stars are cast
Like lights around a room.
Meet me my love
Out `neath poet’s moon.

Meet me my love
Down where the river flows.
Meet me with an open soul
And the eyes of one who knows.
Meet me where the forest winds
Sleep for me and you.
Meet me my love
Out `neath poet’s moon.

Divine Creation

admin — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 11:16:21 +0000

The wind that weaves the patchwork fields
The moon that folds the tide
The rain that grooms a little seed
The sun that greets a flower’s eyes
Beautiful,
Divine,
Creation.

The light that frames a waking day.
Sounds that soothe the heart.
A land gift wrapped with fragrance.
A darkness crowned with stars
Beautiful,
Divine,
Creation.

Love, Hope & Optimism – Book 4

admin — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 15:26:35 +0000

For many years Pat has produced “Abstract Impressionistic Paintings”
Many aspects of life have moved her to paint in this abstract way, to encourage those viewing the work, to imagine the feelings she wished to communicate.
Looking at the paintings in this way enables the viewer to relate more to the reason for her doing the work.
The fourth book, is covering Impressions in this abstract way using her imagination.

This is a paper back book printed to a high standard. All images are printed on matt silk paper.

The Original Paintings and Prints are available to purchase:

Exhibition and presentation in Aid of the RNID

admin — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 18:59:13 +0000

EXHIBITION OF PAINTINGS IN AID OF RNID
(ROYAL NATIONAL INSTITUTE FOR DEAF PEOPLE)

Preview of Wye Valley Views by Pat Yallup in Gallery House Llandogo Monmouth
(Situated on the A466 8m between Monmouth and Chepstow)

Friday 12th March. 6 p.m.-9.30 p.m.
(Refreshments and Nibbles)

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A LIVE PRESENTATION of PAT YALLUP PAINTINGS
“Views of our Time”
Accompanied by JOHN BIRCH with Poetry Readings

“Views of Our Time”
Saturday 13th March in Llandogo Church 7 p.m.
( Next to Gallery behind the green)

Followed by a Finger Buffet in Gallery House 8 p.m. – 10p.m.
(Admission by ticket only, for presentation and Buffet)

Ticket £ 5.50 each. Complete attached to reserve a place.
In aid of RNID (places limited)

Tickets can be reserved by downloading the following PDF
Click here (download and print)

Mood Portraits (Abstract Expression) Book 1

admin — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 17:26:21 +0000

“Mood Portraits” (Paintings by Pat Yallup & Poems by John Birch). For many years Pat has produced “Abstract Expressionistic Paintings” Many aspects of life have moved her to paint in this abstract way, to encourage those viewing the work, to imagine the feelings she wished to communicate.
Looking at the paintings in this way enables the viewer to relate more to the reason for her doing the work.
The first book, is covering portrait expressions of how she imagines the subject feels, and combines how the subject (person) shows itself to her.

This is a paper back book printed to a high standard. All images are printed on matt silk paper.

Some of the Original Paintings and Prints are available to purchase: