words and art by w a l t e r w s m i t h

Post Canvas and Paint 04: Structures, Verse and Abstracts

Sleeping by a distant sunset I touched the forming world.


Walking by a waking night I saw the dreams of things to come.


Standing by the quiet lake I thought of nothing else.


Sitting by my window I heard a purple flower bloom.


2 responses

  1. Very nice Walter! I enjoy your artwork.

    September 1, 2011 at 9:40 pm

  2. Thanks Baxterbunny, it is a great pleasure to have you visiting the blog and commenting on the art work. Hope all is well with you after Irene….

    September 2, 2011 at 5:59 pm

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