Brushes Poems - Poems about Brushes

... Don’t Worry Love The hot redness of her face, as if Mars, Surrounded by flashy yellow a-bright; And pure snow clouds dancing, chastefully, light. Orbit’s blush and puppy love......Read the rest...

... A variety of fine brushes…thin, medium, wide, soft and smooth... to paint landscapes - sky, ocean, tree, at tranquil dawn, my backyard turns into an oasis, A transient escape for peace, san......Read the rest...

...Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated Steely Dan sing queen (me) outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary after Grahame Wood determined to meet the evolving needs of the communi......Read the rest...

...My sanctuary is my art studio, which we carved out of our garage. I have paints, canvases, brushes, and loads of glitter. It’s my creative place where I can sit in silence or listen to music. If I......Read the rest...

...Cooler than Arctic ice Yet, you warm the palette of my life With your nearly bluebell shades Layers of sifted sky Diluted into the tender grey clouds That slowly dance Towards tears of rain ......Read the rest...

...I didn’t stay young but I never got old My cards often weak when watching you fold I sailed into weather the saltiest balked And bit off big pieces while walking my talk I painted with brus......Read the rest...

... A conch shell idles on a serendipitous shoreline a nearby sea furthers as an ebbing tid......Read the rest...

... A dense fog envelopes the valley today The scene seems supernatural, straight out of a fairy tale Even as Nature's song plays out... A light breeze brushes the bushes and rows of roses......Read the rest...

...When I pen lines, fresh thoughts of Vincent van Gogh strike me! How, with palette and brushes, he breathed life's scenes onto blank canvases long ago: coasts, countrysides, sunflowers, a......Read the rest...

...These lines were written for a contest about aging on another poetry site. They do not reflect my attitude about the process, nor should you allow them to affect you. My sorrowful thoughts w......Read the rest...

...I remember sitting among the poets in this place of arts Where curved brushes painted blushes of artists open hearts Our art could be confined to paper, but really it was meant to fly Like a caged......Read the rest...

..."I smell A.I. as it coldly brushes against me, stiff and analytical in it's digital analysis of my heartbeat, falling short in quantifying that which is experienced within my soul,,,,, this while tho......Read the rest...

..."Let the beauty of what you love be what you do" Rumi Beauty of What We Love In a realm where work is cherished ......Read the rest...

... "Nature is a joy in spring with fresh life and a wonder at other seasons. The myriad animate and inanimate forms living in nature surprise and delight us. The sight of little creatures taking care ......Read the rest...

...Wind brushes my lips reminds me of younger days when wishes came true......Read the rest...