Jan 2016
BLEEDING LIGHT**
(I wrote this poem some years ago while
looking at an oil painting done by Dale Hilard)
a rainbow floats within the blue
hope rides inspite the pain
a world hovers to capture our dreams
as we sit and ponder life from the fartherest shores
only a brush stroked with heartβs heat
can make these shades of blues and greys
desirable
can make the light bleeding between the hues
irresistable.
~~(Aztec Warrior) redzone 7.23.04~~
(I wrote this poem some years ago while
looking at an oil painting done by Dale Hilard)
a rainbow floats within the blue
hope rides inspite the pain
a world hovers to capture our dreams
as we sit and ponder life from the fartherest shores
only a brush stroked with heartβs heat
can make these shades of blues and greys
desirable
can make the light bleeding between the hues
irresistable.
~~(Aztec Warrior) redzone 7.23.04~~
Dale was a poet artist who died from Hepititis. He was a wonderful
artist, wrote great poetry and just a good guy. I was glad to
call him friend.
artist, wrote great poetry and just a good guy. I was glad to
call him friend.
