"Minstrels Dream" Suspended in surrealistic paintings. Cobalt blue sphere surrounds me. Geo-synchronous orbiting goats, play instruments. As love songs are sung by penciled mermaids. Peripheral hints of maternal kindness, baby being washed. Gypsies clapping time to twelve string guitars. Sanguineous burgundy wines, flow in torpid torrents. Crucifixion photographed in silver, green-black tones. Faces of love lift up my soul. My hand stretching toward the face of god. St. Michael's fiery sword lights the heavens. Searing my eyes with his passion. Time melts, and begins to twist back upon itself. Stallions chase doves across sunlit plains. Water Lilies on a French stream soften,dots of light. Pigments, create worlds of color. Indistinct images flow across my vision. Details filled by cerebral camera obscura. Puppy breath in the harvest time of leaves. Backward rivers now flow through memory. Snow swirls around street light halos. Cedar smoke gives depth to blizzard. Once more muscle tremors of love, call my name. Tunnel lighting illuminates cavernous green rooms. I am once more born anew... wet...dripping in anticipation of my history to come. -DS Baker