i can see you Frida in your garden
the ever changing blue of the walls
the chatting of parrots and monkeys
you, an exotic flower amid it all
i can see you Frida
clever eyes in the mirror
painting
happy and sad
lonely and loved
desperate and hoping
drugged and bereft
painting
your name as strong as your gaze
your posture upright and proud
trying to defeat the pain
passion is calling out
they've told me many stories
trying to 'explain' you that way
still i look for your truth in your paintings
listening for what you have to say
thanks dear Patrice for this theme.
Frida will always be an inspiration,
as you will find out at Patrice's beautiful place.
fine weekend to you all
X
