Saturday, March 10, 2012
David Aspden's yellow tree
by Bob AdamsonThe yellow tree's
a shadow so dark it's invisible
we know it's there
oh we know exactly where
oh we know exactly where
the painting will sail on to meet
its maker's grandchildren
its maker's grandchildren
one day in a stainless museum
they'll look up and say
they'll look up and say
nothing but turn inward
as the tree seems to be asking us to do
as the tree seems to be asking us to do
so that you may perhaps meet some traveller
there and walk awhile
there and walk awhile
some unknown
place
place
talk will smudge the air
and float from your mouths
and float from your mouths
you will shine
with a light the painter
with a light the painter
knew
was there
was there
inside
somewhere
somewhere
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