"Night Storm" #1118. 36x24 Mixed Media on panel. Sold. The following poem is also painted into the painting. | |
"Night Storm". | |
The rolling hills of clouds above the sun | |
last shining neath the pretty virga veil | |
brings promises of thunder, ran and hail. | |
storm covering us as night has just begun. | |
The velvet mass dark blue against the blond | |
threatens to continue through the night | |
reminding us of formless airs great night | |
by shocking us with its electric wand | |
of fear. We sleepless lie beneath our rooves, | |
praying that they'll hold against the storm | |
and not let hail invade the shelter's form | |
beyond the sounds of water-horses' hooves. | |
And when the storm has passed, we will breathe deep | |
and, looking forward to the morning, sleep. | |
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Here you can see the texture and poem up close in a short video: Night Storm |
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