Rough Cuts. I still like Pop Art, British not American.

 

Prisoner.

 

May Day Blues. A Poem (Revised & Completed).

Pink snow in drifts

Blown across the city pavements

Litter of failed marriages.

Recollections of your hollow laugh

Rancid as the cigarette smoke

You coughed into my face when angry.

The night you walked out of my life

Was May the First - late blossom falling

Over your hair like wet confetti.

I forgave you for stealing my child and my home,

For mocking my parents who openly loved you

But for blighting the Spring only God can forgive you.

Pink snow in drifts - the May bells ringing   -

The cash in your hand is the cash that i earned

To build a haven you swore you believed in,

I feel like a robin shut tight in a trap,

Trevor John Karsavin Potter,

May 22nd. - 27th.  2025.

Green Knights Castle,

 

Informal Garden.

 

1 Golgotha. 2 Calvary Redeemed. Two linked paintings.

 

The Simplicity of Joy.