I am whiplash green and not a Spartacus in shades of brown.
It’s difficult saying “I am pleased” with anything I illustrate, only because I am modest and critical. However, today’s self-portrait seems to bring a smile. With simple line, minimal color and sculptured gesture, I am content.
My illustrations have fallen off since school began and I became irritable. Ask my friend Kathy. Thank you for a push.
The first day of school is 2 days from now and am sure the kids are not ready. They will have to regroup, get it together and otherwise; stop playing.
As for me, I have my game face ready, at least how I think they see me. I’m actually a very nice guy with a few tendencies toward sweetness. Maybe if they listened to a little Allman Brothers with me…
Abbreviated love this afternoon,
until light strikes clouds
and hours roar near.
I think it often while extending
moments and ticks, until my sun
who shimmers; circles along
Happy is the word and content for
hands; that touched and stroked.
The silence after, beats loud
in song, as she whispers
words that penetrate.
Nothing more for now.
Nothing need be carved to
time and beats.
My body floats
among the waves and
time drips down
2012 Barry Comer