On a walk through a park, in the fresh spring air, I saw paintings everywhere.
Sometimes I feel nature is the best artist ...
Abstract Tableau
ice
sparkling
snow
melting
beneath the
cold
warmth of
gold
sprouts
dormant
hidden, latent
wait for
spring
to have their fling
and eyes
can sieve
with awareness
a mundane mess
a mundane mess
the alchemy
shifts silently
the grunge
below
to abstract
tableau
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