Response to Edward Hopper's "Lighthouse Hill"

A quiet time

            and
              place

                                            for reflection.

With great earnestness

I traverse your hills

in the morning sun.

At times

dipping into

the shadowy depths

then rising slowing 

to a well-lit cusp.

The breeze rustles the tall grass

blurring it in my memory.

The white house

and light house

stand strong against

the purest blue sky.

I know I will soon see the ocean

and imagine it

as blue as the sky and

as undulating as the hills.

Response to Gottlieb's "Orb"

heavenly orb
radiating
hovering
resonating light
above
a
cold
dark
splatter of earth

two opposites
existing in tandem
a balancing act
existing in
the abstract space
of time
hanging forever
in that moment
together
and
apart

Response to Nobuo Sekine's "Phase of Nothingness - Water"

we are one and the same
seemingly solid
but penetrable

trying quietly to portray
the same strong, dense structure
but merely a sturdy shell
filled with water

filled to the brim
not quite overflowing
our surfaces mirror and react to
the world around us

vulnerable to the movements of others
our waters ripple with the slightest
breath or motion

though our forms differ
we are able to contain the same volume
and we stand side by side
an unlikely pair

Response to Nobuo Sekine's "Phase of Nothingness - Cloth and Stone"

tension

the canvas straining

pulled tightly

while the weight 

of 

your 

reality

hangs

from

my

artistic

representation

of you

Response to Mondrian's "Composition with Large Blue Plane, Red, Black, Yellow & Gray"

horizontal
                      v
                      e
                      r
                      t
                      i
                      c
                      a
                      l
                          lines:

extending
intersecting in
                                 perpendicular bliss
creating space
          for    blue
                   red
                   yellow
                                to exist
          within this monochromatic world
trying to restrain
               contain
               refrain
but failing
                   as they make their escape.

Response to Gerald Murphy's "Watch"

 

time

stopped

standing

still

i'm stuck

wind me up

and watch

my wheels

spin

i'm drawing you

in

tick-tock

click-clock

seconds

minutes

hours

how do you

keep track of time?

in fleeting moments

it's gone so fast

but pain and sorrow

always seem to last

desperately

hanging

on to

tick-tock

click-clock

winding down

time

Response to Mark Manders' "Finished Sentence (August 2010)"

energy
neither created, nor destroyed
looped and linked
reverberating silence
through the complex circuitry of this contraption