Living Space

You have a life.

LIVING SPACE

A green river basking in the morning sun

down a bluebird calls

alone a doe does run

a field of violets, its journey done

The glass star in her soul awaits

the fire of thought keeps her awake

green river parts the runs dry

sail of seconds can arise

upon the birth of present guise

black boldness rushes the night

crack! crack!

the harmony defiance

crack! crack!

Shiloh is that you who calls?

predestined path of a painter far prevents

Canvas revoked in a summers dream

crack! crack!

a land call up calls upon to me 

violent peace from lady wisdom

washed in the tides, fragile moon sea

crack! crack!

Author's Note

Perfection is unattainable. The mistakes maketh the man

Reviews

[Unspoken poet]

Love the description of this write, powerful image as well