3 photos published at The Poetry Jar!

Three photos from my Hawaii series are featured today at The Poetry Jar.

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An Idaho Art Fair

We had gathered
as families often do
in times of grief or

and after having spent
an entire day together
were ready for a distraction.

We passed a community
art fair in an old fire station
and decided unanimously
to stop. The building was
in decay, but beautiful.

We walked slowly
through the isles
rows of artists and art
of all shapes and sizes
and levels of quality.

I came upon a painting
abstract and full of color
layers upon layers of paint
like the surface of the moon.
I could see a silhouetted face
if looked from the right angle.
I was instantly transfixed
and gazed at it unmoving.

The painter, who had been
watching me, eventually
said hello. We said our
pleasantries and he learned
I was a student in from out of
town for the baptism of a cousin.
I learned that he was a veteran
who had recently taken up painting.

The time came to leave and
reluctantly I began to walk away
from the image that had so
drawn me in. As I turned the older
man touched my arm pulling
me back unto his booth.

Take it, I want you to have it
he said lifting the painting
off the wall where it hung.

Dismissing the offer I assumed
he was looking for a sale.
I really don’t have any money
with me, I’m sorry, I would love to
buy it, but I just cant.

I know he said nodding his head,
its ok, I want you to take it anyway.
I want you to have it.

Are you sure? I was puzzled and
slightly distrustful.

Yeah, I can tell it spoke to you.
Take it. He handed me the painting.
I muttered Thank you as I turned,
quite thrown off by the exchange.

My family was calling. I had to go.

Walking through the parking lot
a younger cousin looked at me oddly.
Did you buy that?
No actually, the guy gave it me.
Gave it to you? Why?
I don’t know, he just did.
 it was sure nice of him though.
My cousin nodded.

When I arrived home
I immediately hung it
on my wall, where it
suited the room perfectly.