may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Saturday, February 18, 2012

emotional paint

slapped it on/brushed over splits/splashed colors around
until space was monochrome mood.Sat.Stared.Waited
Blacks called me into frame-no stars,comets-just dark matter
Grays rainy nebulae fog diffused anomie-no lines
Bright sun yellow gold sunflowers bold beaming woke me up
Bees buzzed out of core flowers/pistils/stems
Awakened daylight gardens hummed outside frames
Day's light shone outside eyes' cage
Doors and windows swung open to welcome Spring
And we will never be as bright and golden again...

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