The earth is a global art gallery.
Reams of rainbows.
Swarms of killer bees.
Forests of flowers.
Aging old men at health clubs,
forestalling the inevitable.
A twirling red, white and orange
beach ball bouncing around a
Bon Jovi concert.
Mighty North Korean missiles
on threatening parade.
Take the earth in all its parts,
paint the pictures that
show in your hearts.
The Gods will hang them
on temple walls,
blessing the artists
one and all.
Poems by Ken 