Spirit On The Water

Spirit On The Water (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)

Blocks Bottles and Balls

Still Life Sketch (water color and ink on copy paper by Walt Campbell)

Amagansett

Amagansett (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)

Leaves and Fruit

Leaves and Fruit (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)

Plein Air Invitation

Come over to my porch to paint
I've set up roses with lime
Greens and yellows have begun to blot the sycamores
My neighbor has just cut her grass
So the breeze is intoxicating, and in my yard
Dandelions are out in full flavor.

Roses with Lime

Roses with Lime (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)

New Year's Snow

Snow has softened new year's morning
Trim for the ground and dark maple's breast
Whose watchful mother finger twigs
Hold fast her robin's empty nest

The Lower Lake

At sunset by the lower lake where we walked
Cold wild darkness came over
Geese lurked and lingered at the bridge
Their green glowing eyes floated in the cat tails
And in pools of simmering concentric waves
White starch moon flickered on the water


The Lower Lake (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves watercolor by Walt Campbell

Irises and Oranges

Irises and Oranges (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)

Harmonicas Play

she says his song reminds her of
the streets of paris
he smiles --the goat-footed
balloon man --
takes her hand
kisses her long fingers
harmonicas play thin silver rain

Le Jardin De Mon Coeur

Watercolors by Walt Campbell: (1) fleurs d'amour; (2) fleurs du soleil; (3) des fleurs au vase etain.

Le Jardin De Mon Coeur

tous les fleurs sont pour toi, Madame,

ces fleurs au vase etain:

fleurs d'amour, fleurs du soleil.

ton chevalier eternel,

Walter

(All the flowers are for you, Madame,

these flowers in the pewter vase:

love flowers, sunflowers.

your knight eternal,

Walter)

Wind Chimes

above their random rhapsody
a mourning dove
in the neighbor's tree
reprises our passion
of apres midi

Winter Light

Photo by Susan Weber

WINTER LIGHT
moon on the snow
belies the hour
reminds me of you
your sparkling mind
strong, never cute

No One Compares to You

I study a world of shapes and values
now and then a painting pushes out:

a cyclist in Washington Square
this child clutching balloons
that woman walking by the window
her graceful arm behind her neck

our model Marie, an Olympian vision
of balance shadow and light --
I draw her as a muse of drama

but when I look at you it’s more than all that.

At the Dock

Let's begin with this imaginary bottle of champagne
I would rather pour a glass for you and me
But convention rules that we smash it against the hull
Of our bonnie boat and wave as she fades into clouds