Art is Here(April 7, 2011)

Art is Here
April 7, 2011

The painted floor,
the dark shade on the wall,
the dripping oil,
that painting of awe.

The color bright,
that makes your eyes blink in fright,
the damaged scene,
that looks so clean.

The yellowed hall,
that begins it all,
the door to blue,
the one next to you.

The doubled stripes,
strokes of light,
that cover the cloth,
the picnic basket.

Drip,
and splat,
there is an orange cat,
right there sitting in a hat.

Art is here.
Colored and shared.
Not knowing sometimes,
what exactly is there.

BOOM,
fire and ice.
Mixed mediums of time.
They dry alright.

Just tilt your head,
squint one eye.
It’s really an elephant,
or maybe a candle lit table.