Best Poems Written by Emma Castleberry

Pools of Paint

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 stroke
Two strokes
Five strokes
Ten strokes
Twenty strokes
With each stroke, I push a little bit harder
The embrace slowly fades 
I keep painting as the paint pools into circles along the lines I have made
I paint late into the night
The tight hug has faded to a light caress on my back
I decide I’ve painted long enough
I cover the painting with a cloth
Soon to be visited again

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