I woke up from the big sleep.
Just in time I might retire.
Not knowing what thoughts to keep
I just tossed it all to fire.
Still remembered all confusion.
From a place they called the schools.
All humiliations and intrusions.
From the masters and the fools.
I cashed in all the betting slips.
Left for the coast with her at dawn.
A plane, a wait and then some ships.
Arrived at sand. The moon it shone.
I’m not looking for those answers.
I don’t expect that they are here.
Just a smile from quiet dancers.
Nighttime rains and daytime clear.
Dennis Mantin 
Beautiful 😍
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Thank you Priti
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Lovely poem and stunning art, Dennis
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Thank you!
I feel this painting doesn’t get the attention it deserves.
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Thank you!
I feel this painting doesn’t get the attention it deserves. And it has its own story.
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