Painter’s dabs of gold,
pale green, orange-red, and brown
shining glossy wet,
as if freshly stroked on canvas
by the artist’s dripping brush:
Tulsa’s Guthrie Green
in cold autumn rain,
backgrounding some six-and-ten
gathered to embrace
the warm soul of peace.
Copyright 2015
T. Allen Culpepper
Poetry When It Comes 