mood of the artist
art from the heart
the beauty of landscape
laid bare
to see
revealing fear
shed the bones
of mind
and the flesh of magic heals
comedy of terror steals
the embrace of
silent noise
swimming in colour
we pluck
from the tree of other
hands moving in time
to the song of whim
and transpires manifest
giving birth to origin
of now
and the...
Thursday 2nd February 2017 8:57 am
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