Drawing ‘Oh, dear me!’ monotype, felt pens,
acrylic; I.G.
Rainbows
Moon reads trees’ book.
In summer alleys is dark.
Vivid luminance stars shine.
Today is again very quiet.
You go to the garden alone,
See how bents bow lowly,
Through the sky fly days, –
Birds with rainbows’ wings.
Any grieve, any dropping tears
Thoughts do not hurt the heart – your energy is gone!
Bit lean, having not courage to ask
(You might get the
answer!)
That not one and not two thieves
have stolen your life…
2016
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