Paintbrush Poems - Poems about Paintbrush

Indian Paintbrush Cinnabar to rum. Bluish to a pink rose. Curious toward a new path. Waltz through painted daffodils. Crystalline ruby sky. Scarlet blood red devine. Indian Paintbrush. Open fields, red sun. Thine crimson deep. Fall asleep, can’t speak. Mesmerized by reverence. Rows of labyrinth....

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PAINTBRUSH Fingertips the bristles of a pagan paintbrush painting a Tree of Life on pacified cheekbones instead of in liver from whence it sprung now it burns to feed HeartSpace with witty wood for Eternal Fire From cheekbones it slid to jugular vein which throbbed like scintillating sciatica all jumbled chaotic timelines tangled in spherical space sheets birthing speculum stars self surrendered Paintbrush descended into nipples...

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Majestic hues, pastel view Pink perfection, blissfully blue Awake with orange landscape King, create Beautifully intertwined Mastermind Yellow binding, gray fading King created...

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Chi town death town three years old shot in the head town sick town businesses burning down town white flight town chi-town-ghost town another 14 dead over the weekend town the whole fn city can't breath chi-town death clowns juggling tombstones town riot town tonight-another bloody night town A small Baptist church sits in the middle of chi town "the well of hope": it whispers in small black letters night time-gang graffiti overtakes faith pisses in...

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Does it make sense? The reason why the whole world starts to fall apart When the stars shine? How the darkest hours are on the bathroom floor With the lights on Staring at his razor blades on the counter Wondering why Of all the things he left, why was it your Favorite paintbrush Seeing the whole world in red and black. Carving his name Painstakingly...

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Sunlight breaks through the trees Shining against the limbs and leaves Highlighting the soft hues of emerald Blended into the golden orange of autumn Colors that put me at ease with relief That this perfect image will be with me Always enlightening me to believe God’s paintbrush carries no imperfection It paints with enthusiasm and expression Of all that He has shared from His...

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Over the ocean in a far away land, My lover sits with a steady hand. Splashing lashings of acrylic paint; Upon a surface with no restraint. He smudges, swirls and smears it in, Traditional art with a brand new spin. To share his culture to the world, Paintings, sculptures he has hurled. They see it, they want it, they love what they see, A...

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Me and my friends we lay in a line, Ready to be coloured from dry, Ready to douse and create beautiful, Answers to your questions of why, With the hand that feels behind your true love, Behind what people seek most, Gliding each of us in a Royal ballet, On the canvas we soar like a ghost, Forming lines...

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Whats the difference between purple and green The same as that between blue and pink That seems to defines our sexuality or black or white That denies another right to be human All life is colour And death the turpinetine that wipes the canvas clean I choose to be the paintbrush....

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Yellow paintbrush. Paint splatters on your exterior. Yellow. Wet. Cold. Paint splatters no more. Lost. Sad. Gone. Yellow paintbrush no more....

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I confess it’s better everyday. Since you have swung your heart my way. Rock bottom seemed to have no floor. Then dove into the bleak abyss. Blinded till I drowned amidst. Light leading to the lamp-post at your door. Step inside your space unknown. Painting the room, coloring stone. Then getting better became a chore. As spanners wedge inside the works. When the cunning serpent...

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The creator while painting the universe, Added brilliance,with vivid colours to mother nature, Yellow sun became orange at the twilight, Seven colours of rainbow, an ethereal delight, Various notes of green to trees in abundance, Snowflakes on tops shimmered silvery and extra white, Shades of blue in changing sky and deep ocean, Colourful birds , marines and fishes getting illumination, Cherries and...

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Do mental somersaults and backflips to establish a message Invisible thoughts of madness rebuilt no blemish the wreckage And this impression of subconscious stability holds many debts So aggressions like monstrous in a degree to pay respects Removing pain built partitions without the builders permission Recreating brains dimensions now more sculptured the decisions Verbally breaking down the encryptions of the...

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Something's in the air tonight, my spirit is amiss, the atmosphere caresses like a mother's gentle kiss, the wind blows like a garden tool to keep my language clean, the moonlight hits the chrome 380, makes my right hand gleam. I turn from out the open window, dancing shadows boast, the room is bare except the bed...

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Something's in the air tonight, my spirit is amiss, the atmosphere caresses like a dead grandmother's kiss, the wind blows like a garden tool to keep my language clean, the moonlight hits the chrome 380, makes my right hand gleam. I turn from out the open window, dancing shadows boast, the room is bare except the bed...

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