From a distance, under my presence,
pop of shapes and sizes,
spike of contours and edges,
variety of smooth and ragged,
but, intangible in all ways.

An alterable gaiety; but, summer turns you defined.
minute by minute, widening my idealism.
Forming yourself to an ash explosion;
erupted from the boiling land and sea!

Above me, ere, were dark and growling.
Now, your sheen brightens like evergreen.
You move as waves of the Great Pacific,
turn gold until darkens by the dusk.

Clashes with the sky blue, it is thee, indeed.
An Artist stroking for aestheticism
who invents the shades of blanch -
a surrealistic abstract's kind that is alive!