Poem for you Today

I worked hard in my yard today. Dug two big holes to plant new roses. I am very tired so you get a poem today. Enjoy!

Reflections on Benini's "The Blue Room"

Centered,
A distinct point.
Odd that it's the Blue Room...
Everything is white,
Almost

Blue,
Because room is cold?
Too much white,
Too much grey,
Icy.

Dancer,
Naked, echoes of the Why.
Rounded curves,
Softening the hard
Geometricity.

Rose,
Grand, white, and peeking in.
Seeking out the point,
Crowding in the arch of
Blue.

Memories,
Fleeting, turning inward
Like a leaf.
Signifying passes of
Time.

Step,
Electric cold color,
Leaving rose, leaving dancer,
Moving on and up and past
Experience.

To light,

To warmth,

To Blue.