At heart an Artist
He dismisses his skill
within the financial world
almost as much as his talent
with the calligraphy brush.
Concentrates, instead,
on swirls and spatters,
big blue horses
and thick-barked pines.
His ochre and sunshine,
azure and evergreen
storm the black and red
figures found in his day job.
Technicolor reigns.
Poem by: Dr. M.F. Mellor M.D.
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