for Michelle Renee
Your new painting portrays us all as we
age…or me at least…my memory through
emotion flashing colors through my psyche
brushstrokes abstract yet specific…gray blue
and golden cherished…coatings of deepest
sorrow…all enclosing that precious white
clarity…or are they embracing? Best
or worst those brief ebony streaks streaming
constantly through my vision…like loves lost
or dear souls I should recall and pray for…
almost recognized then fading from my sight…
basking in reality or dreaming?
I recall relationship’s cost…its pace
and reward…call it honesty…or grace…
Roger Armbrust
November 22, 2019
