The Touring Tour De Force Poem by Dennis Lange

The Touring Tour De Force



I could not paint a butterfly
If pinned and still as stone.
But I see in that palette's tints
A talent near unknown.

As artists go, God is the best,
A talent great and rare.
He painted splash of color in
The medium of air.

Saturday, November 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly
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