Landshape, John Lyons (70 x 50 cm, oil on canvas)

There are elements here
that may or may not
pertain to a landscape

The canvas itself is struggling
to know where it’s headed
though some of the shapes
are clearly defined

The sky’s a basin inverted
over time and distance
and there are doors and paths
behind which the unknown
skulks carefully secluded

Of course the composition’s
not finished — may well
never be finished
it all depends on finding
a happy resolution

John Lyons

Revised from yesterday’s version

                         Landscape with shapes, John Lyons (70 x 50 cm, oil on canvas)

This is the size of it
a glowing landscape with shapes
a visual puzzle that defies
the eye’s expectations

Truly the colours have been
distorted by the digital lens
and yet there is peace
and there is silence

you feel that life could lay down
another layer or take a different
approach or simply return
to the drawing board

What lies beneath the surface
and how could anyone call it art
a canvas so full of nowhereness
a composition aching to coalesce

John Lyons

To the sweet blueness
of a cloudless summer sky
in which red tulips
raise their chalices
in a cheery toast
to avid lips

as a stray spider
wanders aimlessly
across the dry surface
of my almost completed
canvas – strange world
to it it must seem

as a visitor scratches
his head wondering
why on earth he entered
the outdated world
of modern art

John Lyons

                               Air dance, John Lyons (50 x 50 cm, oil on canvas)

Measured movements
the body shifting

in time and space
think of the gravity

think of the rhythm
think of the journey

the steps taken
the ground covered

in leaps and bounds
choreographed air

dance of sunshine
under moon and stars

John Lyons