It began

with description;

black and white markings

forming paintings.

Words creating images

sparkling, one after the other.

Something examined

through many different glasses

each facet illuminating it

a different way.

 

Later, words were delved into

deeper;

paintings becoming

three dimensional.

 

Now, it’s just something done;

a pleasant obligation.

The poems are not

personal renditions

of feelings;

they are impartial representations

of  images;

descriptions.