Saturday 3 September 2011

My Poems Nightblue








My Poems Nightblue 


MonotypePaintings on paper, August and September 2011
by Pit Becker paintmyblues, PIT BECKER ARTwork







She loves to sit at the coast
                         in the middle of the night. . . 

. . . watching the Sea . . .



 She loves the sounds of the night, when dancing waves sing their blues




Seabirds fall in love with nine chords in B-Minor


   
An ancient wooden boat comes passing by, groaning under the moon, 

             searching for men




                                                             some screaming seagulls







 

             and there were signs, written in the sky

                                                                       sent with the wind from a far away friend 



and she hears the Sea cries . . .
the Sea cries for the fallen . . . at distant shores there is a revolution . . .




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. . . She loves this endless nightblue sky . . .

                                                   and when the moon turns green . . .














Painting and text by Pit Becker paintmyblues.

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