A craggy cove of Irish green and spray
Rome’s sun-washed marble plazas and diminutive espressos
But before that, shiny copper toes and nose of Bremen town musicians
Jerusalem’s crookedy paths, coaxing vendors, spice mounds
Piercing glacier breeze in Swiss Alps, milk chocolate bars on chewy bread
Acres of rainbow fields below sea level and pristine curtain-less Dutch windows
Mediterranean, Aegean, Irish, Baltic, Galilean, Dead Sea waters splashed throughout
Southern Cross, Iguazu Falls, mandioca, churrascaria
Syrupy, flaky baklava and two bald brother hills of Mars and the Parthenon
The fish wife in Waterford, children with shining eyes reaching for ice creams
My Polish mom who fussed me soup and heard my silent tears and kissed me quiet
Neighbors who regaled me with stories of feeding cats and shutting the courtyard gate.
Caption:
Place and people
Splashed color
Flung texture
And the ring of the globe
Circling its frame.
Tis a Gift to Receive 
Just beautiful!
The painting and the words.
Would you be willing to share the mediums… I think my art students would love a project like this.
Thank you for sharing.
I didn’t do that painting, but it would be fun to try! I found it here: https://unsplash.com/photos/avlalgWTwoo
Uhhh that’s so beautiful! All those words chosen…I don’t even understand them all and yet my heart hurts somehow with the beauty Thank you.
The poem is a colorful feast for the senses! I can feel it and see if as if I were there. Lovely
The line “splashed color” reminds me. 🙂 I didn’t get to chat with you at Teachers’ Week….but I noticed your colorful glasses. They are So You! Yay for color!
awww, thanks! Yes, color feeds my soul.