I painted a picture

Disappointed

I painted again

When the canvass

Sagged with grief

And dripped in melancholy

I scrapped away the colors

I found my peace

In the shadow

Of the pigment

Where I began

 

 

Author’s Note:

Tonight Leroy and I painted. We played at watercolors and drank some wine.  Mine always end up as a wash. I am never happy and want to see what happens if I just “smooth it out.” Above is the picture I painted and it inspired tonight’s poem. I like it.

 

I scanned the painting and then used Picnik to add the text.

 

Please visit Adriene where you will find some wonderful poems as well as a link to other poets who are writing a poem everyday during the month of April forNaPoWritMo.