Debora Short

(August 4 / Florida)

Plein Air Painting


Red

Emotionally tense
Evoking thoughts
Of sexy red lips
And swaying hips
Strolling through
Red-light districts
Or
That red devil
Lighting fiery matches
Boiling blood pressures

Blue

Color of sky and sea
Symbol of depth, stability,
Loyalty, trust,
Faith, heart and heaven

Red and blue

When swirled
Together with
My sabled brush
Produce noble shades of purple
Threaded with spirituality,
Wisdom, creativity and mystery
And me the painter of
His Mountains majesty
Sitting on top this
Heavenly hill
Before my blank canvas
Trying hard to remember
To paint shadows with
The color
Purple instead of
That dark
Tube of my
Paines’ grey

(The Mountaintop, Tennessee
August 3,2006)

Submitted: Thursday, August 03, 2006
Edited: Saturday, August 21, 2010

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