Psalm 23/The Poem
Peace. Still Waters. No fear
Even in the face of mine enemies,
Even when that enemy is myself.
About this poem
I posted this piece of art on my art blog this morning, and the poem, what my friend and fellow poet Kate Rantilla calls “a shortling”, just kinda popped up.
Tom
Quarry House 
The painting reminds me of being at a fair- the feeling of a festive crowd in summer colors perhaps. “Shortlings” yes! you and Kate have introduced me to so any wonderful poetic experiences.
Wonderful poem and painting