Augustine Oak Bound by Palm by Alicia Thompson
Solid oak, rooted deep,
like the tree in Augustine,
twisted branches reaching high,
verdant abundance towards the sky.
The palm grows gently 'round the oak,
symbiotic progress preserves her yolk,
leans in to his trunk so stout,
with support, fans fly free about.
The pair dance spirals towards the rays,
each perfect alone, a match to praise,
like the singular gator tone alabaster,
the palm and oak together uniquely master.
Sun’s Study of the One #1,657,000,000,000
By Alicia Thompson
Sun, she is the artist extraordinaire,
each day, painting the sky with flare,
studies of me, you, us, the one,
1,657,000,000 renditions of God.
Before the orb rises above the plain,
she sends light dancing in pink and grey,
crescent king hangs low to greet her,
their daily kiss, a Picasso piece without the painter.
Salute rises high in the midday stretch,
blinded by her brilliance, we almost wept,
another gallery, another showing,
the portrait she paints, the one, all knowing.
Prism in the cloud,
rainbow foamy waves on sky blue canvas,
colored icing, in a sea of white,
portal drawn to another world or love or life.
Our star, sustenance, survival,
brushes red, pink, blue, and yellow,
mirror image in the stream down below,
masterpiece moves, weeping eye and open channel.
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