Rubi's Art Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

I never miss a special occasion.

Placing the rich red fruit on the canvas; peeling off
The leather skin exposing a spongy labyrinth.
Careful not to Injury the tightly packed red juicy sacs,
She cautiously works her way down to the
Delightful pearls…the finest art.

A picture perfect woman thou art:
Virtue covers your person.
Charm coats your smile.
Warm colors encircle your heart.

My friend, go ahead, consider me disloyal- in part-
in my testament to your modesty and talent that
you prefer to conceal, accuse me of
"blowing your cover". You're dear to my heart; and I
accept the charges of honesty and the freedom of expression.

Some are of "Noble Birth", others not, still others feel they ought"
But, I'm partial and crown you queen of womanhood; vessel of life;
a tree that bore luscious fruits to partake.

Take pride and delight in your fine art. Long ago, you started
the image of your neat and orderly world and is ending
every stroke under God's eyes-You are 'Rubi's Art.'
"Ne Plus ultra" …the highest level of excellence in all things




Almedia Knight