Bleeding reds and blues
She painted the world
From her mind's eye
Chaotic brushstrokes
Clouds fashioned like mustaches
They were fantastic
And raindrops falling
Black and hard
Against her back
Paint splattered like bullets
On the mahogany pavement
Knee deep in paint
The palette her riverboat
Men as trees
Bending brown limbs
Birds swallowing blue skies
And her eyes
Floating like a great balloon
To the edge of the canvas
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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Great imagery, fantastic metaphors delivering a sold message here. Ah, keep them coming!!! I reckon, this is one of your finest works. Keep at it!!!
You know how I love poetry about painting :) Love "knee deep in paint". This is one of my favorite poems from you!
Such vivid imagery! Love this one! :)
Men as trees
Bending brown limbs
Birds swallowing blue skies
And her eyes
Floating like a great balloon
To the edge of the canvas
I especially like these lines, lovely poet.
I left an award for you on my blog today:)
loving the surreal quality of your poem,
the colors reach out and hold onto me capturing
my own imagination.
I enjoyed this poem..and
"Paint splattered like bullets
On the mahogany pavement
Knee deep in paint
The palette her riverboat"
Wonderful..I'm curious as to what inspired this??
This great piece of art should be hanging
in a child's room, an art class or library.
Wait until the paint dries{:
wow !! loved this one .. for the colors .. the images .. everything :)
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