Painting The Poet
I try to hide
in your branches
of gold
You paint my words
my soul
You paint my words
my soul
in primary colors
so bright
unable to be concealed
in shadow or light
Naked I stand
illuminated
Your brush strokes
bold and sure
Angela Minard 2010©
so bright
unable to be concealed
in shadow or light
Naked I stand
illuminated
Your brush strokes
bold and sure
Angela Minard 2010©
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7 Comments:
You always impress me with your poems. This is just beautiful
Beautiful words. I wish people wrote poetry like that about me.
Love the words, straight from your soul!
I used to use dark color for bvery long lately I found myself adding GODL to my art therapy. I even imagined my inner kid climbing a golden sunbeam - towards the light.
Ah Angela, this is THE BEST you've written. It has a profound message yet in a simple, clear and concise style. Love it!
This is one of the most beautiful poems you have written!!!!
Superman
Thank you:)
I'm feeling very inspired lately!
I love this poem. You are a very talented writer!
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