Poem.....The Portrait
Red I said
More red on the head
A tilted look with purple and blue
A likeness soon to ensue
An eventful day
Painting with gray
With black on her back
What else can I say
Maybe a touch of sienna
Where hair touches skin
And yellow folds nicely
Up under her chin
Poem....Wait to be told
I looked out across golden fields
Backed by mountains of purple
Where once long wagon trains
Inched toward deep blue skies
Opportunity swelled their hearts
Along with tinges of fear
They took their place
On the new frontier
And forwarding to today
When new challenges arise
Those old wagon train days
Tell us to be wise
Will we listen to days of old
Or sit on our sofas
And wait to be told
Poem...colours talking
Black and White
Seem alright
But Brown and Red
Swirl in my head
And Blue on Gray
Doth make my day
And Purple on Red
Need More be said
I opened the door
Into dark sky blue
Dare I step out
A thing I must do
A dark red path
Stretched out ahead
An urge emerged
It's OK it said
Colours swirled in yellow streaks
Circling stars up above
Letters of purple against dark trees
"Here you find Love"
A tale to be told
Of dark brances
Reaching toward a cold sky
Awaiting their time
To burst into green
And another branching
This of mankind
Sharing the sky
But no intended green
Meant for man's machine
They moved slowly in
Shadows of purple and red
Grays intersecting blacks
Playing games in my head
My steps chosen carefully
So as not to descend
A blanket of fog
Obscured vision to rend
And what of those colours
So vivid and bright
Soon they will fade
Into darkness of night
They are not lost
Shadows purple, red and gray
They simply await
The dawn of yon day
Poem ......New Expression
Canvas vertical
On paint splattered easel
Waiting to express
It's feelings of colour
In my mind purples, grays and reds
Peering through black
Sqeezing paint into my hands
The canvas and I become one
A dance of paint without purpose
A door to the Universe
For some to walk through
To a new understanding
To a new expression through colour
