prayer for the new year

I cannot dance upon my Toes

Movement of a willow So gracious as she sways Gentle sounds of orchestra Each step her grand ballet

last tear for life, last tear for the death

The Devil subsides, he wants me to bow.

At first, I respectfully decline knowing well his ways of temptation.
But, wanting and needing I feel my own heart bleeding.
Hungry regrets, as I laid down his bets.

at the beginning

This is a love poem about empty places.About blank walls.About light in the night and noises on the street.This is a love poem where no one is there.

hope

crying egg

Blinded by blindness of the world untrue

smoking lady portrait

the annunciator

still life with three pears

a child portrait

study of expression (6)

technique

visitor

final shout

nude...de dimanche

pain

PainLocked in chainsPain blown out vainsPainGuns and gangsPain Ankles sprainedPain too much famePain filled with shamePain you were playedPain you went away

bowing down on Saint Nicholas relics