Morgan Samuel Price Acrostic Sonnet Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Mid 'beechen green and shadows numberless' -
Ode to a Nightingale - as John Keats wrote,
Restful suburban scene sees coalesce
Green, blue, red. Primary pigments promote
A walk 'along life's cool sequestered vale'.
Natural narrative with timeless ease
Seeps from pallette through canvas to regale
All who cue into freshly finished frieze.
Midday stroll steers each watcher's viewpoint through
Untrammelled carefree course, 'the madding crowd'
Excluded, insignificant, askew,
Links past and future bows to boughs unbowed.
PRIceless Paint Out insight: empathy
CEments strong bonds beyond all eyes can see.