A canvas sits on an easel in front of me
paints or on the palette in line
My thoughts I paint on the canvas
wild imagination fills my mind
My brushes are ready for action
the color hue I must decide
The depth of my emotion spreads black
on the canvas
the background for feelings so defined
Abstract or realism it doesn't matter
for each tell a colorful tale
The paints adhere to the canvas
the palette knife finishes the detail
The finished painting is remarkable
the framed canvas is the painters goal
To be hung and enjoyed by the admirer
for the artist has painted his soul
Bronze trophy winner
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