the colors were mixed and spread on the sheet
the brush strokes so gently heading west and east
the splattered paint created a lively look
the blending of the layers the hours it must have took
the browns, blues, yellows, and the hint of red
this amazingly beautiful image still stuck in my head
the memories that painting brought back to my sight
i sat and staired at that painting for most of the night
a cat and a dog lay side-by-side, memories so true
this painting is now mine and will be in my private view.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I cannot wait to get back to Ontario as there are more art galleries in that area for inspiration.
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A painting in words about a painting in paint. Meta I say. Nicely done.
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