Soft Shoe Leather
18" x 24"
acrylic / canvas

Like an old wrench in my hand it fits
sometimes . . . this life.
Like a chair in the den sometimes despised...
it snuggles me . . . this life
and I rub shoulders with the smooth sky
. . . interlocked and belonging.

Two halves of a pantomime horse
we dance and kick our heels
. . . this life and I while dreams are shared
and this world is a gallery
for my paintings
. . . soft shoe leather for my feet.