Copper Basin at BYU's Museum of Art

Free-Standing Basin  by Tedi Tuttle Wixom 5/21/12

  Copper basin, oh copper basin freestanding and tall

   at least three feet in height; heavily budded tendrils

   woven as large lattice panels on the basin--used for

    child bathing, hand washing, or washing dust from

     weary feet Burnished art beneath of daisy on daisy

      on lily under dotted buds with glossy copper, on

       background of tiny flowers dot to dot around

           heart-shaped petals flowing together forever

           Reflection from a mirror above reveals in-

               side of a five-row pattern of rosettes

                    lilac-like leaves 40 around and

                       more ending in blossoms

                                   next level

                                    forming

                                     a stem

                                of art--again

                               smooth petals

                               on rough back

                                      more

                                     tooled

                                  daisy daisy

                               tooled hearts on

                          background appearing

                  sandlike in texture, but in reality
               flower patterns around and around in
             intricate fashion for all to see and know
         the true designer is the God that dwells inside.

In the Midst of so Many

So Much on My Mind by Tedi Wixom Nov. 12, 2003 [transcribed 2/19/12] (I was inspired to start a Poetry Journal by Amanda Jensen, who writes a poem daily in her journal. She used to be my bank teller.)

or In the Midst of so Many

Going here, going there on call

Am I going anywhere at all?

Something’s inside my head

Something I truly dread

Living in the city

Being in the city

Praying in the city

Does God really hear me in the midst of so many?

Is there a place in suburban sprawl

To help my mind erase it all –

All the garbage in my head

Piled up from all that’s said

Living in the city

Being in the city

Driving in the city

I cannot concentrate in the midst of so many!

Clear my mind dear Father

You must not think I am a bother

Let me ever praise thee

Let good thoughts elevate me

Living in the city

Breathing in the city

Praying in the city

Grant me strength to trust thee in the midst of so many.

Everything to Me

Jesus is Everything to Me by Tedi Tuttle Wixom January 16, 2012

Jesus the Christ came as a baby in a manger

Roamed on earth as a wondering stranger.

The Bridegroom, my brother, the Bread of Life

The one who came to calm hate the strife.

Prince of Peace, Savior, and King

With his life, hope he doth bring.

Champion of children, the Holy one,

My guardian, example, God’s blessed Son.

Brother, Father, builder, and friend

Creator of Earth and worlds without end.

President, High Priest, neighbor, teacher

To the world simply a crazy upstart preacher.

Prophet, Maker, Mighty One, the Word

Timekeeper, gatekeeper, and humble shepherd.

Law Maker, Peace Maker, the Law, and the Light

Law Giver, Prayer giver, granting the blind sight.

Provider of sustenance, maintenance, architect.

Faithful, a doer, Satan’s plan he wrecked.

Healer, carpenter, builder, creator

Chief among the 12 Tribes and Mediator.

God of Israel and Savior of the World,

Fighter of Freedom with truth’s standard unfurled.

Sinless, ageless, and truth defender;

Angel and Saint, a great blessing sender.

Under appreciated while he lived on Earth

By his resurrection he gave mankind rebirth.

Let us praise his holy name every day

And serve only Him for he is the Way.