quo vadis?

Little fingers guide the pen
easily over the vellum wild
crafting there Picasso’s wish
to draw as simply a child.

From his memory he invokes
the scene in the room below
a man, his guitar, a table and plant
and a picture frame just so.

So clean, so true is the miracle
we all know what this is:
a moment that could define the now
or a moment lost in wishes.

About riverwriter

Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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