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Brush strokes
Undeserving mind-set shades
the horizon full of barriers
fear of heights immobilizes
until the tears of anger
burn, leaving black trails
dripping on the pallet
you paint again
pictures of what is and will be
exchanged in passionate euphoria
though sanctity of four walls need painting
empty hands completely filled
with the other's palms
inner karaoke to the same tune
trodden flowers bloom in your garden
run in the morning dunes
recognize the way
same path different coloured day
only reality is here and now
embrace the feeling of freedom
slipping under your shielding aura
impressionist's brush strokes
soothingly fills the canvas
feedback van andere lezers- ivo
of hoe je gedicht als een schilderij de emoties en gevoelens van machteloosheid en boosheid omzet in kleuren waarbij de leegheid door het niet meer kunnen handelen de basiskleur is gebleven.
voor mij zeer mooi, ik hou hiervan.
killea: Thank you so much Ivo
xx
j - drebddronefish
It's a delight to read june. One can only hope to be in the picture:-)
greets
killea: many thanks manuel
xx
j - jan
a real masterpiece June!
xx
j
killea: Thank you Jan
xx
j - Hazen
It's a privilege to read you...
killea: You are too generous, Hazen
xx
j - tessy
erg mooi june, van genoten opnieuw
killea: thank you very much, Tessy
xx
j - Zingendevleugel
prachtig in gekleurde bloemen heel mooi dit geschilderd gedicht xxxx
killea: Thank you Diana
xxx
j - jamal
a beauty!.... I like your brushes June
xx
killea: Well, thank you Jamal
xxx
j
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