This is one of my father's paintings. He called it "Blue Boy".
Susan
My Dad was an artist and the pictures that he drew
Made us all very proud of him
His talent...wisdom too
Some say he was a Shaman
In some life long ago
He taught his eight of nature
Our Earth...above...below
He said that we should put back
From nature what we took
Make this world much better
I could write a book
On Dad's philosophy
His natural way with people
The way he had with creatures
His strong Tuetonic features
We all learned of bravery
We never knew his anger
He was a proud Texan
He never met a stranger
Dad is gone and in his place
Eight smiles of talent plenty
To carry on in his good way
Then bow out very gently.
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Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 13, 2008
Beautiful. The Texans are the most friendliest folk on the planet that I've met thus far... Oftentimes I wish I was back out there with the bunch I once knew...
i really like the fragmentation of the character blending into the ukulele, strumming melancholy notes ... your poem exemplifies your father's philosophy and presence quite well ... nice to read you again, Susan ...
...a wonderful write...of an artist...you paint in words...such wonderful traits...memories of a father...in shared artistry.
beautiful artwork and tribute Susan.
John
This is a very touching tribute to your Dad. I like the feel of your work. I think being a Southerner helps. I also read your work on The Dead Mule. Very well done.
Susan - So gentle and rare in tribute.
I would have liked this man, and trust that he would have trusted me.
When you talk to him, say a friendly, Howdy, for me. Thanks.
- Bill
This is incredible... somehow reminds me of Picasso and the Guggenheim in New York rolled into one.. no idea why. Yes, it makes sense how you portray your father here because of what we see of him in YOU! The visionary and illuminary spirit lives in you both and is like a golden thread which passes through both your hands and heart. Talent and energy abounds in this household of wonder. You are blessed indeed. TY Kate... GREAT to see you here again! :))
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You've bin gone for ages
beautiful artwork and tribute Susan.
John
You are amazing.
Love, Pierre
This is a very touching tribute to your Dad. I like the feel of your work. I think being a Southerner helps. I also read your work on The Dead Mule. Very well done.
Barry Yetlon
I would have liked this man, and trust that he would have trusted me.
When you talk to him, say a friendly, Howdy, for me. Thanks.
- Bill
Excellent, stylised artwork.
Cheerio
Dai
Regis
It's about time sis, you've been missed!...ET
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
A great legacy, love for the arts, for people, passed down in your words - he would be proud. :) Well done. And, welcome back - you've been missed!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.