Best Paintbrushes Poems

I dream of a time when life is always happy , light hearted and sane ....
A time to relax and enjoy a lazy day with...

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An early outing for my friend and I
We walked the winding path down to the springs
The uncut winter hay is now waist high 
And in...

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The easel beholds a half finishing painting
The paints beside have all hardened
Pain reflected in the partial emptiness
Staring back at that gathered crowd

The sun melts on...

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Another layer of lavender scented lotion
Rubbed in vehement laughter

A quelling of sadness
Covered up in mascara insanity
Livid strokes of feathered paintbrushes

Hoping to see the big picture

She...

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Have you ever, wandered into, a sequestered meadow
Surrounded by trees and mountains
Where the passerine song birds, sang songs with no words
Indian paintbrushes, rose up, like...

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My memory flashes  back on my most horrific nightmare…

Again, I find myself  in rivet of this excruciating pain
With emaciated body, I totter to...

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Pacific murmur
Blond eyelids wake up seagulls
Happiness alive

Surf and rays in love
Paintbrushes escape from box
Immortality...

Tempera of Soul
Obsessive Golden Spectrum
Rip open my chest

Don' t need oxygen
Growing gills,...

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With pens as our paintbrushes 
and the world as our canvas,
its our hearts,
that provides the ink to our pen.

The only way to make the world...

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FLOWERS'    SECRET   DESIRES



Buttercups want to slim down their cholestrol with a diet
To become low-low cups,  they wanna try it
Sunflowers...

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From the still blue center, the motion starts.
A multilayered gyroscope turning.
Interconnected, meshing clockwork parts,
Within, sacred white fire is blossoming.

Smooth hand circles driving arms swinging free,
Shoulders...

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Fortunes will be determined
By treasures found below
In the holds of old ships
Were secrets lay buried

Hearts surround this heavenly treasure
To protect its voyage, from near to...

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I threw my legs over a rusty barbed wire fence 
into a warm summer day a long time ago
landing  smack dab in the middle
of...

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By a Spring Fire

There is a place

Where boughs of singing birds are swaying;
Little colts with wobbly legs are playing;
And bluebonnets and paintbrushes grow.

Once my love...

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Flowering bluebonnets will soon carpet fields;
Baby colts playing, kicking up their heels.
Indian paintbrushes will streak through the blue,
And gnarled oak trees budding will show off...

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my dear friend
my friend is always open to listen
always open to hear
my friend has always been there for me
my friend is always near
from as far...

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