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Pictures Painted On My Mind

I have a little paintbrush that dabbles in my mind creating its own versions of what my eyeballs find. Soft chill of mist on swaying frond challenging a sun warm dawn grey ghosts dancing on the pond rippling dance of bass in spawn Eerie windblown tree limb creep dappled shade - fawns camouflage daubed upon the brownish green a welcoming - no cover charge. Dull hum - the Romeo’s of spring harrumphs and buzzes, on the wing repeating lines from nature’s script painted by Spring’s brush - fresh dipped ©2/13/2019 Creativity in Visual Arts Poetry Contest Line Gauthier - sponsor

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Date: 3/5/2019 6:14:00 PM
Good imagery, John. Well done.
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