Where I still dream of you . . .

​A swallows flock a-soaring
up above,
The golden twine,
Unwinds
From Father’s hands
Knitted carefully,
accounted for,
And formed
In the ocean’s womb
Oh, Mother blue,
Among the poppy blossoms
Spotted merrily about
On those crimson groves
Of sweet honey filled notes
Perched
Upon that opened wing…
A grain of hope
Is
where
I
still
dream
of you…

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WHERE I STILL DREAM OF YOU
watercolors, metallic, acrylic + ink on cold press paper,
​15.5 x 22.5
Original art + poetry (2022)

WHERE I STILL DREAM OF YOU : watercolors, metallic, acrylic + ink on cold press paper, 15.5 x 22.5, Original art + poetry (2022)