Sitting Around
You sit there and wonder:
Painting wilted whispers-
upon the white backdrop,
red or clear- heart and soul...
I hear this wonderful thunder:
As I relive these magnificent pictures-
I see a particular plop,
that I finally know- it's under control...
Copyright © Luis Martinez-Rivera | Year Posted 2013
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