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A Painted Emotion

It seems, my brush is blue today Each stroke, a wave of pain A canvas clean to charm the mood Yet sadness paints like rain Where are the yellows of the sun The greens of trees, serene And where, the reds of happy clowns The pinks of love, pristine It seems, my brush is blue today So, I’ll paint through the gray I must remember, that sky is blue A bright and cloudless day

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 11/18/2017 7:42:00 PM

Okay Mike, all you have to do is paint cheery colours. Sometimes the sky is blue. Sometimes the sky is clouded wit fluffy clouds. At night the sky is dark. Have a nice evening my friend. xx-oo

Mike Gentile
Date: 11/18/2017 8:08:00 PM

Thanks, yes my brush was painting nice bright colors the next day!!! Cheers!!!

Judith S

Date: 11/8/2017 4:58:00 AM

Beautifully melancholy Mike! Enjoyed reading this :) best, Judy

Mike Gentile
Date: 11/8/2017 8:27:00 AM

Thanks so much Judy !!

Silent One

Date: 11/7/2017 10:26:00 AM

Rain washes away the sorrow my friend, and like the song goes, somethings never change, just like the November rain...I hope your brush illuminates with fluorescent colours soon my friend..