Thoughts about the great land of freedom and opportuinity, on 230th birthday ... (1776 - 2006)
PICTURE OF AMERICA
Oh my country,
how should I paint thee?
High as a steel/glass tower,
symbol of corporate splendor?
Swift as a luxury condor
streaking God's skyway?
Rich as Wall Street money
machines belching greenbacks?
Brave as a new age Columbus
spuring the spinning globe
for space, dreaming infinity?
I swirl my brush about face,
into a rainbow of coral,
trimming a turquoise sea,
dip it in deep brown loam for
growing, dab caramel thatches of quiet, soothing gray antiquity...
And under an arch of cobalt blue
I scatter friendship flowers
amid regal redwood pillars
piercing the glint of heaven.
Then I paint in God's children,
living peacefully, enjoying the
beauty, accpting their color
and diversity; and I blend it
all back to the wramth and
simplicity of a split-log fire.
Oh my country,
if I could paint that!
-- Delma Luben
Want to review or comment on this poem?
Need a FREE Reader Membership?
Reviews of "Picture Of America"
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 30, 2006
No way MRS, come back to us..England expects...lol
And this time drink your tea....
Great write.
I have an idea. Pain her with red, white and blue. Paint her with the majestic mountains and the beautiful lakes. Paint her with brotherly love and concern for all men both American and elsewhere. Paint her with the blood of Jesus Christ. That is a picture.
God Bless,
Lew
Order Now from Trafford
A delightful story of a needy family of squirrels who are kicked out of their village, because of their tattered clothes and nests.
Abandoned and in search of friends to accept them, they travel many roads of r
What began as Songs of the Angelic Gaze in the summer of 2006 continued the following year as The Bridge of Silver Wings, and developed even further two years after that into The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009. Whether readers describe it as a conversa
Share
Print
Save
Follow
And this time drink your tea....
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I have an idea. Pain her with red, white and blue. Paint her with the majestic mountains and the beautiful lakes. Paint her with brotherly love and concern for all men both American and elsewhere. Paint her with the blood of Jesus Christ. That is a picture.
God Bless,
Lew
Richard