Poetry

Art with all senses
the colors that sets you apart
hits you in the reality
in each of design 
of a Dutch grittiness
in the sponged face
of your "Christmas Card"
along with twice 
the combinations
of past and future space
leveled in the linear unknown
at touching up 
the avant-garde
for when your
propeller splashes
us on this nape of orange
in a museum canvas
we observe merely the surface
of red sashes
of geometric shapes
Mondrian's fusion drapes 
in an illusion 
of luminous shadow
of eccentric waves 
of ink dreams
brushed between two oceans
in a parachute of our senses
hushed as an eccentric painter
craves to line and draw on
all of our anxious emotions.