The Momma Clan

With the magnifying glass

the clouds of the soul

are erased with the  smiling brush

of joy

a painter

subtractive technique…

He prints on her canvas

sad soul, but needs with desire,

a calm sea

Then he takes

the magnifying glass again

flashlight

and he sees

the blue eyes

of the sky…

and leans in to cool off under the shade

of Ancient Armor…

The sun holds stars of hope

and the internal magnifier

flashlight on the inside

of the heart of the sun

emits magnified brilliance

Light!

So much Light

where the brush

of the painter, it sparkles

in the hidden allure,

tender shore

of the silence of painted, virtual …loneliness  …waves!

–PETROS KYRIAKOU VELOUDAS