When I see a piece

of abstract art

titled ‘untitled’

I wonder.

Could she not find the words

to describe her thoughts,

or could she not be further bothered

after all the effort of putting  paint to paper.

Or does she seek to communicate

something more profound

and wondrous.

and thus insists,

that the viewer 

has full freedom

of interpretation

with no clues given

as guidance

to sort out the shapes

and colours,

the lines and blotches

falling on the surface

of the paper

like leaves

in fall,


the decaying detritus

of modern life


like art.

So I put myself in the picture

and take a wander

in wonderland.



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