PHOTO-POEM: Tulips and Plaster

Tulips and Plaster...


















My life is somewhere within
That shifting fulcrum
Looking to balance the ups and downs
I see myself peeking 'round corners
With fruitless searching glances
Searching for where my life openly hides
Way out beyond, it is centered in the middle
In a place where
Opposing directions finally
Rest together

I am the tender young petals in strong vibrant yellow.
I am the hard plaster wall, my surface softened
By morning window light that mutes the intense
Shades of orange.
I am the artist between and around
Uniting disparate elements

Beauty is conflict is beautiful.
And the artist can't just turn away
When there is no choice
But to breathe
Upon the canvas of my film, to
Write upon the canvas of my life.



--lee (c) 2006