This Painting Storm
This painting sings a song to me
It is simply titled “Storm”
One can almost smell the green prairie
And feel blueberry breeze so warm.
Humble house sits so proud
it’s heart beat drumming welcome
exhaling country songs along the halo of clouds
Against the storm born to tell them
Of good green times and happy days
How the fish on the line didn’t get away
Of hard times when we lost our faith
Because divine took love one away
The storm is perfect in this song
We all are a painted note that is new
Greens and browns yellows found
in tender touch of blues.
7/2/2022
Written for This Pastel Painting Poetry Contest
Sponsor Craig Cornish
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