Open Poetry #24 |
- Write a Picture - |
GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
Pour my soul upon a paper, Paint my heart as if a picture. Some may view and others blind Can you hear the shouts I whisper? Can’t pour enough to paint The picture of my life ‘Cause the canvas back is cracking And my hands are getting tight. And I’ll saddle up my horses ‘Cause I don’t really want to roam. And my faith assures me always My picture ends at Home. But I pour in pastel bases, And a watercolor flare. I dip the feathery plume in blue; To paint a portrait of the air. The words depict a lifetime; And the life shows my belief. The colors deep yet subtle; Will be final in relief. I’m ready to be taken up, To see the view complete. And once I’m there I’ll write a picture Of shining, golden, streets. (annother sleepless night's creation) - And so it was that time stood still - (blink, breathe, stand, fight) [This message has been edited by GG (12-31-2002 08:27 AM).] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
So enjoyed! Thank you! |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
Thanks, for the reply - And so it was that time stood still - |
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