original art – Out of the Gutter Art

The Song of Leaping Doe

“…may the images of death I see be forever shuttered by your clouds…”

Plumage of gold and green/ Saturated color, only in dreams/ She flies above my winter bed/ A ribbon tangled round her head/ Beauty’s song is muted now/ Yet so pure and eloquent/ I try to catch her, hold her down/ I need to know what her song meant/ Of Avian Bondage © SusanTMartin’23

Totally Spent

“Knowing you did your level best to create something worthy…”

Calling Down thru the Centuries

“We chased the sidewinder, ran with roadrunners. Our feet bled walking empty highways…riding empty boxcars…”