Paintbrush Poems - Poems about Paintbrush

...History awaits for it's train to the past. The future awaits for it's train to the present. History blows a kiss of comforting memories. You linger on to History, Yet History is quick to board hi......Read the rest...

...She was back into my life after a long sejours how could I not welcome her at the table after so many suns and moons Having crossed the oceans of reality, my dream was a surreal bizarre reel,......Read the rest...

...In the depth of the night, a concerto commenced, With drums of thunder and a melody of rain. Wind flutes played loud sniveling notes, Carrying pulsating tunes in blustery tones. Streaks of li......Read the rest...

...1987 then with changed mind to turn back from trespasses & consequences of the past- unstained set free to be- with Jesus my saviour & f......Read the rest...

... Vivdlly painted, I awoke to see, Vibrant colors, smiling down on me. Who could sleep with a sky like this? It had the electricity of one’s fi......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Indian paintbrush pink spread across a hillside. Feast for my eyes......Read the rest...

... Have you been Hiking the Quiraing trail on the isle of Skye? watching golden eagles as they fly by? Have you been Hiking through fields of paintbrush on Mount Hood? From Trillium Lake to Timb......Read the rest...

...In the depths of Van Gogh's starry night, A passion burned, and a soul took flight. Colours swirled in a cosmic dance, His paintbrush, his fervent romance. Michelangelo with marble white, Carv......Read the rest...

...Thou comest, November, quiet and placid As Autumn takes the fall and leaves take wing Words of Longfellow I barely remember Though I am trying with all of my might Each tree becomes a paintbru......Read the rest...

... Persuading October from her quiet lair Shedding the pleasures of life’s fictional realms Mouthwatering plunder, gathering to share Swirling through the silence, round oaks, pin......Read the rest...

...Autumn is a season of reflection, As old leaves die, fade to red and are shed. It's time for deep lasting introspection, To prepare for winter and spring ahead. As the days get shorter, nights ......Read the rest...

...he, a poor artist sketched portraits for a living prophecy of love Swedish girl appears mesmerized him with blue eyes why does heart beat fast? "draw my face", she says will he capture my fe......Read the rest...

...Painting is more than splotching colors on some paper. Painting is expressing your feelings, your mind, and your craziness. Your brush is your imagination, your paints are your emotions, and your c......Read the rest...

...Written: June 20, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ As the blaze of August fades into the Fall, Horizons newly-arisen burned and turned to ......Read the rest...

...The moon was shining brightly in the sky This compelled my heart to internally sigh as the period of ebb and flow will intensify Where the brightest stars are up high. Twilight's pa......Read the rest...