Striking patterns that caught my eyes
seen before as in the Picasso painting
the pale Pierrot and the red harlequin
a pantomime character to remember
polka dots black in white and red screen
perching on my kalanchoe with pink florets
sky high city spaces, the garden in vertical
tiny pots seated side by side in the window
to seek the seeking as the poet once said
it mated again way up the paved ground
sight of the red and iridescent black charm
back on the huge stage to play its little part
the blue marbled sphere cut trough the cycle
dramatic screen play well written in naturalis
the clowns once again in performing costume
along with the Pierrot on stage, the harlequin.
Nice