The artist takes up his materials.
All he will need for today\'s picture
gathered before him, his tools.
Upon this canvas he will paint,
create for the viewer a picture,
a picture magically unique.
For each viewer will see it from a different angle
so cleverly, in his cunning method today.
For there will be azure blue skies
above a wooded green land
where as a child he played,
and there, a separate picture
of his boyhood friend,
and there too his dog,
their favourite games and those bicycles!
But then those skies would cloud over..
..the darkness above foreboding.
A monochrome TV message warns
of war and despair and tortured heroism...
refugees trail over his canvas
promising their feeble lives of
enslavement to racketeers promises
of salvation across the ocean.
Packed into inflatable boats of hope and doom
afloat upon an ocean of despair
as the torment of approaching storm
creates a panic upon the artists canvas.
A moment to draw breath and relax
and collect his thoughts.
Could there be too much in this picture?
Would each manifestation portrayed reach his viewer?
Smugly the artist is assured - yes!
He places on the table before him his artistic hardware.
A hewlett-packard laptop is his easel
and words, his palette of choice.
For this poetic artist knows
each of his viewers will, with their own unique palette of life,
paint a picture vivid and alive within their mind
in colours never to be found in the visual artists shop.
They say a picture paints a thousand words
but this poets few hundred words this day
paint a moving picture - alive!
So alive upon the canvas of your mind.