The colours seemed just right

The colors seemed just right,
the feeling when they left the brush
was perfect, just enough resistance,
just enough molding capacity
to form intention.

Light I created and air,
shapes folding
into images of aspiration.
I am a swirling
maelstrom of expression.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2006-12-28 at 22:35

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kath
What a lovely flow with the words spoken and the so vivid paintbrush that I see dancing before my eyes as I read this poem ... that tells me of the sensational feeling of being close to life as we go with the flow caputred now and then as we paint with words or coulor ...

a bookmarked text ...

best wishes kath
2007-02-06


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I try to paint on occasion and I find your words reflective of where I ATTEMPT to be. Thanks for placing in this piece the peace that somehow eludes me. Great work clean and unencumbered by extraneous words.

Best regards,

Joe
2007-01-06