
the rainbow arch
no longer obscures
my vision
limits cease
in a land of color
imagination
prospers in truth
white clouds
daring
hold position
waiting for
attention
how is the violet
meadow?
trimmed in green
sub atomic action
rumbling deep
below
facades built of angles
anchored to the core
inhabit their own tincture
as homage to the past
the veneer of mystery
pulls
out
Categories: Landscapes, New Paintings, Poetry
So well done, so beautiful, the image and the words!
I love that you put beautiful poems with you beautiful paintings!
Thank you Diane! I really appreciate hearing that. 🙂
Lovely verse and painting!