You never should forfeit
to keep good friends
and friendly neighbours.
This bi-weekly trek
from the valley
near the Viennese Woods
has been a worthwhile
hourly effort there and back.
Spending one whole day
a month
appears to be the sacrifice
for making some cash
you’ll need one day
publishing your art.
But who’ll care about it?
For some readers you have
given away your art
like drops of blood from
a body’s battered life.
Viv – misunderstood by peers
and friends
appears whenever you leave
a message to be in town
assisting with a gallery’s
administrative tasks.
For more than an hour your
minds touch and query
matters of general and
personal interests.
It feels like the ebb and flow
of a search for the truth.
Her touch of fingers
feels delicate
sensual extensions of her
being
translucent spirit of a violinist
talented performer of
Classical compositions
standing still in the shadows
of the Place du Juif
abandoned but never lost
to her artist-friend.
Ce ca.
Zoltanzelan
©ZJG-POetry’17.
