Painted, in honor of NaPoWriMo
Apr 1, 2008 Personal
Pastel touches canvas,
giving light to shaded background.
I’m coloring myself unwanted.
Memory coughs down another lecture of perspective
and I’m ignoring it, blending grays away until
I explode; whispering bright patterns against the dull.
I live my pretend life in pretend beauty,
crying with angels,
dancing with spirits,
kissing pretty boys on their pretty mouths;
happily forever after into a sunset I painted lemonade.
My reds bleed to wistful pink mists,
my forest greens to neon envy.
My mind is the turpentine to all my dreams.
©M. P 2008
Did you know that this month is NaPoWriMo? National Poetry Month is a celebration of all things poetry, from reading it to writing it to learning all about it. Several poets will be taking this month to attempt and write a poem for every day. If you aren’t a poet or a writer of poems, you can still encourage this wonderful artform by doing so many things! Leave a poem in a random place, read a book of them, learn about a form, go listen to some of it being spoken, memorize a favorite!
While I don’t have any ability with poetic form, this month I will be making a conscientious effort in attempting to branch out of my hub of favorite authors. What will you do?
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