Last day of August

I cant believe summer is almost over. I just entered the Mayors art show and find out tomorrow if I make it. Also got elected to board at SAFE and another position as Lane Co rep of some Committee recently. Hope I don't go bonkers but it's fun. LOL sometimes boring. Been painting alot even did Don Quixote and a windmill. Boys are good, Phil is fighting fires, my son. that is. I love the quality of light in august and the sunflowers, the smell in the air, even the field burning. I love this time of year, back to school and fall soon to come.

Passion for IT

indecent orange
dancing with bright yellow
flames
upon my canvas
at art therapy
we talk of winning the show
of learning too slow
Lily reads my tea leaves
you have money in your
future
far away now
I lean over the canvas
carefully apply
antique gold
and smile

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

Change of Plans

the paint confounds me
dripping lightly
into the white
no!
not as I had planned
just as my life
veers into
unknown territory
I have to make it beautiful
hours go by
in an instant
I work on it

I tried to delete this but decided I wasn't smart enough so anyway I'm using this blog just to write down poety from now on just for myself.

whats the point

who cares
no one comes
Im the one
who reads
I publish poems
that I peruse
no one else will see
why come
to my shitty blog
nothing here to see
so go away
before you come
you'll be happier, you see

Poem

The Missing Piece

gnarled hemisphere
tangled plaque
somewhere in there
is what I lack
moronic lobe
twisted path
why does my brain suffer
what others lack
gimme a co cktail
gimme some smack
gimme some chemical
to make up for this lack
so I can go smiling
robotic and slack
and pick up the pieces
the pieces I lack