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A Word Painting

I threw words upon a paper
From my soul through my hand
Every color was allowed
My heart took its stand

The canvas was painted black
A solid dull absence of light
With no resistance to paint
No ideas of wrong or right

Playing was the golden key
To feel the brush in my hand
Cover every spot with color
Make the canvas my land

I threw words upon a paper
Much like the painting today
But no one will read the words
The painting will have its say

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  • Eusebius
    November 23
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    Fine, with a most exceptional cadence and meter through out the poem, with good rhyme! All in all just plain wonderful and I loved it a ton!!!