Deep blood red orange cloud’s,
ethereal dream float,
Satin wind carrier of luscious mint,
green hymnody’s deft transport,
Spring hues random loitering,
between gray peeled branches,
Chirpy echo squeak,
from red-wing blackbird,
A fragile wafer tin threshold,
Golden stream gurgle,
under marsh reeds,
Evanescent saline grain haze,
Azure ocean tide aroused,
from still wave slumber,
Clamshell pearl strewn oyster,
oddments interspersed,
on pockmark sandstone beach,
Iridescent canopy of nature trail,
Awaits the first blush pilgrim,
who revels in lavish glimpses,
And sumptuous earworm madrigal,
A tantalizing world so close,
Glad tiding raptures,
from the camper awakened,
Coffee caper bean whiff aromatic,
Quencher of dust road harsh throat,
Splatter free rapeseed oil,
daub on an iron pan,
wild howl from prehistoric wolf,
So quaint in its primal sweep,
hair-raising backdrop to stir fry meal,
Tinplate dollop sated hunger
Categories:
tinplate, appreciation, beauty, celebration, color,
Form: Narrative
Drapes surround the sturdy length of vase
With width reflecting devious inside,
Distorted do arrangements, super stars
Become the surging curvatures each side.
Tint from shadows smooth botanic length,
Like Chinese lanterns mimicking the light,
Cerise like tissue papers, give a strength
Of subtleties that still-life has, it's slight.
Tinplate has become reflective thought
It scales a hollow tone to handles long,
Transparent mass of fluid has been caught
But holds it on the outside. See,your wrong!
The fabric pours.., the jug now disappears
With ease from which the vertices's succeed,
To hold the frame then, Wow! it reappears
As if by magic, sown as fabric seed.
Where the greenery dispatches life as such,
One leaf to lean against the fall it plans
At forty five degrees, it isn't much,
But holds the painting up with open hands.
Categories:
tinplate, time, visionary,
Form: Verse