Unencumbered…free…
You dreamed…you
spoke…
And, showed us
pictures…that seeped deep within
You refused the road
oft taken
Fought, bloody wars…
And, then danced in
the rapture of creation…
Because, only you
could
Each frame a story…
Each idea a
rebellion…
You carried
difference with elegance
And, now you’re gone
So here’s to the
lonely verandah…
Here’s to the
untouched coffee & half-burnt cigarettes
You were a dreamer…
But, you were not
alone…
