white collared loons
question existence
claim enough faith
to tip toe on water.

fog clings to the shore
smothers reeds
remnants of fire
smoldering tinder.

a wooden boat
drifts in a circle
I mumble a prayer
wait for the sun.

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Image credit:Mark de Jong
Dale Patterson

I want my art and writing to have humility, to be clear and void of deception. I want my audience to see without distraction, to feel I have not wasted their time with pomposity. I want to create bold, clean images and write simple, declarative sentences that cause people to confront their humanity.