'Whispers of the Sea' Ghostly waves of stormy seas
48 x 60 inch 1.5 depth Oil and Acrylic Textural Painting on Canvas
‘In the hush of twilight, I wield my brush,
Capturing the eerie whispers of the sea's wild rush.
Ghostly waves, with their tempestuous plea,
Tell tales of storms, hauntingly free.
Each crest rises high, a spectral display,
Exploding with sprays, in a ghostly ballet.
They beckon, they call, drawing souls near,
A haunting allure, void of earthly fear.
Oh, the energy, fierce yet spectral,
Leaving hearts on the edge, in a haunting spectacle.
Dancing with temptation, we're poised to dive,
Into the ethereal currents, where spirits thrive.
For like the uncharted sea, our journey unfolds,
Infinite paths beckon, where ghostly stories are told.
With whispers of the sea as our guide,
We embrace the unknown, with spirits open wide’
Nikki Baxendale
48 x 60 inch 1.5 depth Oil and Acrylic Textural Painting on Canvas
‘In the hush of twilight, I wield my brush,
Capturing the eerie whispers of the sea's wild rush.
Ghostly waves, with their tempestuous plea,
Tell tales of storms, hauntingly free.
Each crest rises high, a spectral display,
Exploding with sprays, in a ghostly ballet.
They beckon, they call, drawing souls near,
A haunting allure, void of earthly fear.
Oh, the energy, fierce yet spectral,
Leaving hearts on the edge, in a haunting spectacle.
Dancing with temptation, we're poised to dive,
Into the ethereal currents, where spirits thrive.
For like the uncharted sea, our journey unfolds,
Infinite paths beckon, where ghostly stories are told.
With whispers of the sea as our guide,
We embrace the unknown, with spirits open wide’
Nikki Baxendale
48 x 60 inch 1.5 depth Oil and Acrylic Textural Painting on Canvas
‘In the hush of twilight, I wield my brush,
Capturing the eerie whispers of the sea's wild rush.
Ghostly waves, with their tempestuous plea,
Tell tales of storms, hauntingly free.
Each crest rises high, a spectral display,
Exploding with sprays, in a ghostly ballet.
They beckon, they call, drawing souls near,
A haunting allure, void of earthly fear.
Oh, the energy, fierce yet spectral,
Leaving hearts on the edge, in a haunting spectacle.
Dancing with temptation, we're poised to dive,
Into the ethereal currents, where spirits thrive.
For like the uncharted sea, our journey unfolds,
Infinite paths beckon, where ghostly stories are told.
With whispers of the sea as our guide,
We embrace the unknown, with spirits open wide’
Nikki Baxendale
