where are the friends of the poet?
whereto have the friends of the artist
gone to/ who has painstainkingly
rendered his drawings for a follow-up
there are many scared people
the fright of survival bulge from
and the few who preach and live
have faded into the parisian blue
of the spring skies.
still/ the artist finds hope in using
more quality time
to complete a series of drawings
he had conceptualized fsome years
ago/ they have now matured for
publication without censorship.
without the tin drum of marketing
it’s only for the truth searchers
the style developers
the adventureres in writing
and the lyrical crowd of the few
looking for inspiration and for
for those who can read with their
hearts and souls
not only thru’ their eyes and minds
the artist will carry on.