“Written Pictures”

Books she wrote
To hear her thoughts

Like storms blew strong
Through the stories so long

With brush and stroke
And pictured smoke

Spoke to all
In verse and call

Since sorrows are bold
And the pain was old

Her words showed truth
Most painful to youth

Now lend your ear
And you will hear

The colors of our world
In her hands twisted and swirled

To make us see
All we could ever be