Monday, August 9, 2010

"The First Thunderbird" 1992 11x17 Graphite on bristol. Click for larger image.



I love the way the sun plays through the rain
As it sets beneath the clouds
Backlit stones where we played
As children, hide and seek
Violets and blues, shadows rise
The steeple holds the last of light
A chill comes with passing sun
Telling me I must go
For dark is soon upon us.