my original poetry
I like the ethereal feel of this! in and out of different dimensions- us painters and poets go back and forth!
I love "leaving it with the presence of absence..." It's such a rich line, and certainly something I've felt before. Your work as an artist is obvious in this piece. Thanks for sharing, Wayne. ...her skin feeling the sensations of falling pigment... is another favorite bit. Well done.
Simply plucking colors from the air .. wouldn't that be lovely? I enjoyed your Mag!!
Wayne, what a marvelous poem and a beautiful blog. I really love your header photo. It reminds me for some reason of when we went to Peru. Thank you for finding me.
I wonder if she would give me directions to that new colour field...Such great images you weaved throughout, it opened so many ideas in my head, just as does that busy painting...a whole lot of rock and roll I mean a whole lot of stuff goin' on! :)
A great concept. Enjoyed it.
"the shadows on their enigmafalling to the blue painters flesh...". I'm still bending my mind to that image - lovely
Love this Wayne... especially third stanza.
I like:"the sensations of falling pigment flying to a new colour field." You've combined so many sorts of images in unusual ways that the whole poem is a fantasy of sensory stimulation. Well done.
Terrific movement, this piece flows!
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