Monday, May 5, 2014

Second Impression


He paints with words. And a sense of the absurd.
Rhythm and rhyme. In three quarter time.
Seen and perhaps heard.

He draws with phrases. And sometimes amazes.
Unique twists and turns. Beauty that burns.
Fire that dazzles and dazes.

He molds with letters. And sounds unfettered.
Careful panoply picks. Traces and tricks.
With and without feathers.

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