paint’s reply to sunset
on a day of tornadoes
touch by touch
the brush wets canvas invention’s
slash of colors
apple knob
banana moon
Saturn stripes
paint by paint
more palpable than nature.
We know
we know
the adamant whimsical mind
(not confusion
not shaming muddles)
colors life brighter than real
to reach through.
We may shadow anyone.
Let the screens shadow the strokes
of our hands
across screens shadow.
The replicating strand
magicks fruits
sky.
turbulence
on a day of tornadoes
touch by touch
the brush wets canvas invention’s
slash of colors
apple knob
banana moon
Saturn stripes
paint by paint
more palpable than nature.
We know
we know
the adamant whimsical mind
(not confusion
not shaming muddles)
colors life brighter than real
to reach through.
We may shadow anyone.
Let the screens shadow the strokes
of our hands
across screens shadow.
The replicating strand
magicks fruits
sky.
turbulence
wheat fields
[I wrote this poem in the summer of 2010, discovered it online yesterday, still searching for the inspirational photograph]