Sunday, August 31, 2008

Painting

Pouring emotions
In clotting colour
Against the textile weave
Of bleached white
The trusting touch
Of brush on canvas
Carressing, smoothing
Blending one feeling
With another
A tapestry in acryllic
The quiet sounds
Of a toddler amused
By the game of the world.

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