floor

Target ball

Sticks in the studio

Roman Fountain

Roman Fountain

What stern face gives water at the crossroads?
Fashioned in stone by nameless hands,
he glowers through centuries, waiting for thirsty passers-by
who bow before the dour eyes,
cupping their hands below his mossy lips.

Purple painted tree

Upon having a Bush sticker move in next door

One must move on.
Past violation.
The last redoubt I have:

My home.

Past violation to deviltry.
Thus is revolution born.
Life is never easy.
Disregard all barriers.

Save what you can.

Painted tree

Studio

Old Paint
"My paintings are my children."
Fool!
An artist with no babies.
She'd surely sell
if the price was met.
How glib to deign
my life's loves
equal only to her painted panels.
It's true, my part in them
is uninspired:
Brute work like stretching canvas.
Masterworks of their own volition,
they move,
followed by my eye with hot delight.

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