I am the Sun
In hot atmosphere
Photon fingers
Of the near star
Pulling hard
I barely survive
With skin intact
*
We are the Sun
cloud-flecked
blue air above us
summer green
surrounding warm skin
we’re free here
like butterflies
hawks, foxes
deer, serpents
like undulant trout
we’re arms and legs
splayed wide
at play with each other
spread under radial boughs
of wide open elms
we’re hot pink
as thistles
and naked
like the flesh of day lilies
pulsing nearby
as we pound each other
into the ground
*
Text and Image by Tullio DeSantis 2013
Image: “IAMTHESUN” – Tullio – 2013
Tullio DeSantis 
Can only say I love this.
Thanks, Christy. Nice to see you here.
This is really really dope. For whatever reason, I think this would make a really cool shirt if there was some way to replicate its’ almost scaly texture perfectly enough to do it justice and place the raised circular focal point at the chest of the shirt. color is awesome.Totally has the it factor and a trendsetting feel which is probably why the first thing I want to do is wear it.
Nice one Tullio. Great poem.
Thanks, Boone. Always cool to hear from you. Keep up the good work.
This picture to me perfectly portrays the sun and is mystical power in our universe. Reading the poem I have a better understanding of what this picture symbolizes to you and why you painted this picture. As I look further into the picture I see things being attracted to it like a gravitational pull. The picture is covered in lots of bright and dull yellows. There are spots all over the picture its self plotted on to the picture in different ways; either its dotted or swished onto, or even smudged there is some sort of type of dot. And they thing that displays the sun the best is the ring created in the picture as a type of circumference. When you say that the sun is free to me I feel like it is an all powerful source of energy, and also a free spirit in the sky. It can do anything it wants by giving off energy, warmth, the power of growth, and simply a moral booster. When making the contrast of us our self’s are free it’s perfectly similar. We are free spirits with energy roaming and doing things to fulfill our needs for anything that’s comes our way.
Wow, very well said.
When I look at the picture I see only the yellow sun, but when I look at the picture and read the poem I not only see the sun but feel the sun. I look at the sun and feel the warmth of it power and strength that it has not only on us but what it has on our universe. Its hard to imagine how big it real is and how much energy it uses every second. Thanks for sharing.
Awesome, represent the time just we had last week when it was nearly 100 degrees every day. I also compare this art with your previous one from April 2013 Poem for Spring where the background of your art was blue and in this art it is all yellow showing how quickly the Sun can change in two months being from cool to extremely hot to handle. Thank you again for sharing this art and lovely poem with us.
As soon a I seen this I thought of the sun in the Aesop fable, when the wind wanted to prove to the Sun that he was stronger. So a poor farmer was walking and the the wind wanted to see who could remove the poor mans poncho from his back. The wind then blew as hard he could, but the man held his poncho tighter. So it was the suns turn and he project warmth and heat, the man took off the poncho. Following, I read your poem and enjoyed your projection of the sun’s beauty and power.
This one makes me feel like im laying in a meadow looking up at the sun with no worries about nothing and its just peaceful i really like this one im really getting into it.
This poem makes me feel like I’m taking a walking in a meadow. I like the feeling that this poem gives me. a feeling of peace and calmness.