Abstract spring trees: pictures and poem by me. Inspiration from Salal Studio.
9×12 fluid cold press/Prussian blue, new gamboge, vermillian, sepia scraped, brushed, and lifted.
Mindless mists of misery blot out all thought
Unyielding, soft, insistent, absolute-
Rain-slick boughs bend beyond control
Sending silver sleeves to stain the forest floor.
And up the glistening trunks a sinister
Gleam lights the gloom then quenches
A last flicker of Hope