Aug 18, 2007

Medium Yellow Dark


running paint
melting colors
feel like mine
grasp their time
to concentrate the point
of my intention
Sunflowers burst forth
Seedy and ripe
on my page
heavy with paint
I run too from you
Hide in the stock-still
moment
I dip my brush in
amber fire
my heart beats at the end
of my No 5 brush

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