the water is liquid glass
like the surreal surface
of a remote lonely moon
silver light dances
in the blue ripples
I am weightless at peace
released free in inner space
the sun is hot on my face
I close my eyes for silence
lime lemon tangerine
dancing citrus shadows
fill my simple universe
breathing fire colors
till I make my turn
swimming darker now
into royal purple night
these are their colors
the Florida Highwaymen
their roadside paintings
the colors of my world
poinciana and vivid palms
gesture to a grassy lawn
beneath pink lace clouds
in a perfect periwinkle sky
on a distant dark lagoon
a scarlet orange sunset
stains with nuclear flame
the slow ink black water
cotton candy pink cumulus
warn the ibis of evening rain
along a lost ebony river
the olive hued cypress
lends its somber color
to the hiding place
of a radiant egret
florida is a gallery
of outrageous color
I wish that my poetry
sold along her roads
as easily as paintings
then I might aspire
to be a Highwaymen
selling humble verse
the splash of sunrise
the silence of sunset
and all my dreaming
hopeful songs of love
hushed grieving odes
a prayer to the spring
all of life's landscapes
flowers birds heat
young women strolling
on an alabaster beach
the breathless turquoise
of the Gulf of Mexico
waiting to kiss the sun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I thought I was going to see something about High way robbers....... and I find the title misleading on a distant dark lagoon a scarlet orange sunset stains with nuclear flame the slow ink black water A Beautiful painting of multi hues in choicest words! Let your poems too be sold like Highway men's paintings! Florida with its turquois blue waters and its swaying palm fronds is a beautiful place with a Kerala climate! Loved reading it......
Glad you liked it. The group of painters were called the Highwaymen. Google highwaymen painting images and view more of their work.