In The Orchard Street Gallery Poem by Liam ó Comáin

In The Orchard Street Gallery



the sparkling stream
mirrored rose yellow
and pink blooms
draping as if
from a vase

the second
displayed
a vase
white as snow
with buds soft
and tender
expressing
a touch
of pleasure

the third
displayed soft
white skin
encircling dark
brownish eyes

yes art is necessary
for the human spirit

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