Painting
Pull the vines away from the brick
Move the hair that obscures one eye
There is a thing we see and paint
can help to chase it
What is within green What is within
oil paint What is within the hand
In a vow, a search boat
In every hour of sleep, a dark box
Sing the way the artist does
since you will never hold
completely the thing you are sure
you almost see
ah yes the artist; one who creates, plays music, writes poetry in order to distract the rest
ReplyDeleteeven for a moment from the burdens of life
nice depiction, mi amiga