...In one of my visions I saw an eagle flying through a huge city full of skyscrapers and sharing his secrets of the future, but by the time I started painting the image, I could no longer remember his words...
- Akiane
Bald
bald and indifferent events pass dissolving hearing
i squeeze a tune from a bald piano a cracked coffin
and pick up my scratched laurels
yet still I do not know where to turn
fishing on an old bridge i view the city lights
there everyone is too busy to see a bald eagle land and share his secrets
we talk until I fall asleep on his back
i wake up awaking the eaglets and make a nest for their warm and bald wings
Eagle
Acrylic on board, Age 7 (2002) 9" x 12" Original & Prints Available