To Atlas

Small animals inside rocks look out
Chiming like distant bells to an absent congregation
The road works lady walks by with a telephone for a dress.

Ladybirds wash a blue whale in a tin bath
Static like a cracked pot.
The steam engine boys run by with twelve bore shotgun eyes.

A soap bubble sits atop a pyramid
The city below trapped in a test tube
The deciduous tree girls amble along with building site scarves.

A large bird in a bowler flounces
Under black and white clouds that need milking
The monocyclist dog rides by with Bayeux Tapestry fur.

A man holds an ocean liner on his back
Belching out kangaroos in dinner jackets
The submarine poets swim by blowing out binocular words.

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About Gerald Shepherd

Gerald Shepherd is a painter, graphic artist, sculptor, digital/multimedia artist, photographer, writer, curator and arts administrator. He has also been involved with science art, performance art, conceptual art, installations and environments (as well as peripheral creative pursuits such as garden design).
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