She still lives thru’ battles
With sharp directed monologues
While his mind floats on the
Gentle surf of Arkasia beach at
As life for her hasn’t turned out
To be satisfactory
He still could arrange his life
Around his priority of art.
His Muse has sent him a shield
Hammered in impenetrable
To realize the shining night of
Wordsmith and painter
Draftsman and composer of
At home hardly recognized
He seeks art-loving friends
Looking-out for a proper chance
To present his art.
Perhaps ‘The King of Ice’ illustrated
Will have a publishing chance.
He’ll see to its updated presentation
Transformed into German as well.
As he believes it’s a love story
With the backdrop of dramatic
Gran Canary Island.
Waiting for a sponsor is futile
And the local cultural council
Better to do one copy for all to see
And hopefully get some orders.
King of Ice.