Painting Poetry

1 – When We’re Not Looking

Time has its way 
Painting a new reflection 
In the mirror 
When we're not looking 

Ironic how our 
Prettiest self-portraits are 
Always painted 
When we're not looking

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77 – Still Lifes

In racecar stars as they race 
Time & Space - that's one place 
To awake; instead I stand still - 
The same brush still painting 
Still lifes of still valleys 
Reaped by still scythes when 
I should be painting seeds to sow 
& to water daily & to watch grow 

There's so much & more 
So why here? 
I've been here before 
So why again? 
On this messy room floor 
So why wake up? 
Infinity in the skies 
So why these eyes? 

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128 – Painting White Walls

Pulling my selfs & my hair 
Standing minds standing still 
In place, one space - I Am 
Still all names in me - Infinity 
Only one in Time sees 

So I feel them 
inside-out 
Rise, sit 
Gossiping ghosts creep 
My garden gnome's gone 
Painting white walls 

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350: painting waves [Green Boat Revision]

painting waves from N§ide – like 
a mutiny below the ship deck – i 
cannot see, but can -still- feel 
so, although my picture may look 
different from all those Øütside 
Whö can feel that real sea spray 
-still- we are painting the same 
∿rolling∿waves∿ rocking our boat 

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Picture Or Puzzle?

The Truth achieved 
after painting the 
Answer to the last 
Question from Time 
is that having A11 
Questions is oh-so 
much more fun than 
having A11 Answers 

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