My week two entry for Poets Pub Biggest Competition ever based on a picture.

The thoughts within confuse, frustrate
I can not speak and so I paint;
Express in oils and colours bold
Raw tales that sadly can't be told.

Sun through the clouds on mountain peaks,
Sentient pines, deep mountain lakes;
Thunderous, falling waterfalls,
Vibrant coloured mountain flowers.

A lofty eagle in full flight
Is lord of all that meets his sight.
I labour with my paints below
Imagination in full flow.