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High Desert Art

Honesty

2/28/2019

Honesty

The
Ex-attorney
Of
Our
Leader,
That
Creep,
Fell
Into
A
Ten
Year
Sleep,
But
Awake,
Reveals
Trump
Is
A
Crook,
Con
Artist
And
Thief,
Traitor
And
Scum,
Whose
Morality
Is
Numb,
Whose
Flinty
Heart
Is
Dumb,
Who
Cannot
Speak
Without
Sounding
Like
An
Infantile
Freak.
Ugh,
The
Republicans
Shrug,
The
‘Fixer’
Is
A
Phony,
And
His
Testimony
Is
Baloney,
But
Despite
Their
Desperate
Obfuscation,
The
Truth
May,
Even
Yet,
Save
Our
Nation
From
Monstrous
Regret.

Affirmation

2/26/2019

*The Sellers Of Oranges* 11" H X 14" W Oil On Canvas

Affirmation

The
Artist
Rages
Through
The
Day,
Through
Precious
Paint
And
Stubborn
Clay,
Bargaining
Frail
Life
Away
To
Have
A
Beggars
Chance
To
Say
The
Truth
That
Ever
Slips
Away.
No
Matter
That,
The
Work
Is
Joy,
The
Human
Cry
Is
Hurled
Into
The
Fog
With
No
More
Impact
On
The
World
Than
A
Barking
Dog,
Faint
And
Far
Away,
Threatening
The
Dawning
Day.

Just Asking

2/24/2019

*Smith Apple 2* 10" H X 8" W Acrylic On Canvas

Just Asking

Golden
Apple,
Painted
Long
Ago,
You
Know,
And
Given
Away
On
A
Friend’s
Wedding
Day.
Time
Passed
And
That
Union
Did
Not
Last,
Love
Fell
Asunder,
And
I wonder,
In
Such
A
Stricture,
Who
Got
The
Picture?

The Senses

2/22/2019

*Michael Parkes* The Music Of Water

The Senses

Today
My
Morning
Tea
Tastes
Of
The
Stable
Where
I used
To
Play,
The
Scent
Of
Dust
And
Hay,
The
Horses
Gone
Away.
I climbed
Into
A
Brittle
Carriage,
The
Leather
Hood
Stiff
With
Time,
The
Crumbling
Seat
Cracked
Like
Stone,
And
Me,
Quite
Alone
To
Hear
The
Past
Whisper,
Nothing
Lasts.

Winterbound

2/20/2019

Winterbound

Snow,
Filling
In
The
Hollows
Of
The
Earth,
Blanketing
All
Of
Worth,
Rendering
Useless
Daily
Travels
Until
Time
Unravels,
Stopping
The
Clock
Hand
As
I begin
To
Understand
Fragility
And
Futility.

Trickster

2/18/2019

*Albuquerque 3* 24" H X 30" W Oil On Linen

Trickster

Brilliant
Sun
Graces
My
Space,
As
Clouds
Invade
Some
Other
Place.
Fickle
February
Lies,
Fooling
Us
With
High
Blue
Skies,
Tempting
In
A
Dream
Of
Spring,
Then
In
An
Hour,
Stills
The
Budding
Flower,
And
Snow
Covers
Every
Thing.

Rite Of Passage

2/16/2019

*Under The Rainbow Cloud* 52" H X 76" W Oil On Linen

Rite Of Passage

Every
Loving
Mother
Understands
The
Precious
Daughter
Briefly
In
Her
Hands,
Requiring
Close
Care
For
The
Time
That
She
Is
There,
Before
She
Scatters
Everywhere
In
A
Womanly
Glow,
To
Form
A
Rainbow.

Sentiment

2/14/2019

Sentiment

Two
Curves
Join
To
Form
One
Heart,
Perhaps
Thereby,
A
Love
Will
Start.
Fragile
Berries
May
Then
Grow
Into
An
Ivy
To
Keep
Them
So,
Or
Not,
Because
If
They
Are
Blind,
Gauze
Is
The
Only
Tie
That
Binds.

Companion

2/12/2019

*She-Who-Listens* Carved Pine * Poplar Base * 12" H

Companion

Over
Azure
Seas,
In
The
Cyclades,
Carved
Figures
Were
Clasped
In
Still
Hands
To
Guide
Their
Soul
Across
The
Wide
Divide
To
Death.
Here,
Native
Peoples
Had
The
Same,
A
Counter
In
The
Ancient
Game,
Listening,
Listening,
For
A
Voice
That
Never
Came.

Essence

2/10/2019

*Angel 4* 36" H X 30" W Acrylic On Canvas

Essence

The
Spirit
Labors
To
Become,
To
Stretch
Furled
Wings
Of
Stone
As
A
Woman
Grown,
Join
With
The
Humble
Flesh
And
Remain,
Bold
And
Free,
Within
The
Brain.