Assume Paint
Kisses for Water
The shade’s intuition for yang meets somewhere. Aloft upon a mountain side or a field beginning to blossom. Restfully it settles. Wrapping shapes and sides around a fondness for something to hold onto. Perchance the tree with sweet touches in still water. Form reflective lips the branches drink from slowly. Eased into an utterance of peace. So much so the rapid bursts of waves turn soft. Caressed into an opened watery gaze. Simple to share with my paint brush in languid swirls. Not a drop wasted addressing the canvas. Weaving the blending of this moment. Branches that present kisses for water. Softly. Copyright S. Kamber
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Sunlight Into Flower Light
The sun gave me flowers. Planted in a basket. Delicate and filled to the top. Ghosts flowers awakened. Bringing colors of delight. “Splendid,” admires the sun. All kinds of flowers. Bell shaped and patterned as butterflies with white breaths and burnished bursts of opened seed. Sunlight into flower light. So that I can see. Copyright S. Kamber
2023
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Assume Paint
The paint assumes it can be anything it wants and go anywhere within the canvas. Running down a hillside or onto a tree so that it can grow. Curves might become nothing other then what they are meant to become, or maybe much more then they imagine. The paint soothing the flat surface of a canvas that needs it. The wide open field becomes a painted sway of yellow wheat while a woman emerges. Her body swaying as a bird. So too her arms as she spins into sight. The grace of the moment aligned. In the distance a softened sun addresses shadows for the paint to cling to and own. As I too assume paint and love. Copyright - Susy Kamber All rights reserved
2023
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