Friday, December 26, 2008
Posted by
Marne L. Kilates
at
11:08 AM
starts with this poem & painting:
Tree Tanaga #3
Grace visits us like moths and leaves,
Rain drumming on roof and eaves.
God has something up His sleeve:
Colors after nature grieves.
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Tree#2, oil on canvas, 90x100cm
Tree TanagĂ #2
Stripped of bark, the old life lingers,
Branches a-flutter with green.
The new sleeps in its chamber,
Soon to wake in tangerine.
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