Paintbrushes Poems - Poems about Paintbrushes

...When I was little, life was supposed to be filled with laughter, sticky fingers from melting ice cream, and afternoons lost in make-believe, toy cars and plastic dinosaurs battling in the living ......

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...Ancient painted woodland rushes, nature's beauty, painted thrushes, homeland under vivid bushes, lovely Indian Paintbrushes. Deepest, dearest, darkest red, scented, softly in my head. v......

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...RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum white flags drench......

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...“Be Gentle..” I plead through water colour eyes, As your brush traces my blank canvas, Colour me red, purple, yellow, grey, Cover me in fingerprints, bite marks, handprints, dismay. “It's my fi......

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...DISAPPEARANCE Light baptised my forsaken body red whirling a glimmering ocean Perseidon’s crystalline tears drip-dropped into mine manifesting oyster shells Odysseus smiled blinking ......

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...Crises upon crises Mothers of all children are fainting Crises upon crises Misery upon misery My friends, there's no peace here Mothers are in crisis; we're all suffering Too much chaos, too mu......

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...Boots can be recycled for many things This one was Daddy’s and it kind of zings Reminding me of all the days I spent watching him rebuild a car I tried walking in them when I was four, but did not......

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...Swaying trees are God's paintbrushes filling up a landcaped canvas of falling leaves Colors spelled colours to include you as you move your legs with whimsical youth Further blessings bring p......

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...         ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ cumulus, blankets         cirrus, are God's paintbrushes         nimbus, rain for us               1/24/2021  ......

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...I used to live life with a void filled with endless grays, Trapped inside the colorless vision in a never-ending maze, And to me it seemed like it would be like this always, But then upon my eyes ......

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...Canadian flag to the wind virgin coasts to explore canoes loaded with easels paintbrushes and pigments from sea to shining sea rock islands scattered nature self regenerates untouched and pr......

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...On the canvas of my life the surface Started out blank the moment I was born and came into existence Just as everyone does then, overtime As I went through different experiences The acrylic an......

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...One of those days we rarely appreciate until later I took my paints and walked to Kynance Cove I had seen it from afar of course, but never up close It was inspiring to the point of making me cry ......

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...In the absence of complication, Trials and tribulations become distant memories. Above sapphire skies delight sanguine eyes – Inspiring forthcoming musings in the mind. Intricate musings find w......

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...It wraps around me like a blanket The only difference is it makes me colder Correction, it's the cold one I grab my canvas and paintbrushes I slowly start to make strokes onto the canvas One str......

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