Hi there! Please enjoy this evening’s piece of creativity, a poem about art.
I would sink
Through stripes of paint brushed
Over cream-coloured canvas, down
Into pools of ink, drowning
My sorrows in a swirl of coloured
Silk and a splash of
Oil; You are
Creating a masterpiece from
The personifications of all your pains,
Paint-spattered and sweaty,
Capture your demons on the page,
Trap them with varnish, from
Beneath which they gaze in red and orange hues;
Step back and observe;
The beauty you have gained; see
How this process starts
To heal it once again.
A Teacup Full of Stories 