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Painting on Pot
Contributed by
Ina
on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 12:19:24 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Brown beads
inside my eyes
melt into
my s p i n e
my canvas
is an icy gravestone
white like an Alaskan sky
she paints me
I cut a circle
inside a flowering shrub
with my paint brush
inside the
green window
I see two
trees licking
leaves
and
hair
a n d
a chimney
smoking herb
she paints me
canvas
in hand
I walk
out of the
dyed garden
because
night
burns the brushes
black dust
smeared
all over my painting
like
a sweet child’s voice
“excuse me excuse me ex…”
little
Mexican
girl
wearing
a thrift-ian dress
runs
in
to
me
hands
me a purple
banana
flower
I
twirl the gift
clumsily
high up in the air
she
smiles
she bows
she smiles
like a trick of the eye
singing
she finishes painting me
holding the flower
on her canvas I am
a land-escape
my canvas is white
I turn around
and round and round
and bump
into a
cop
Copyright ©
Ina
... [
2004-06-12 12:19:24] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Painting on Pot
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 12:39:00 PM AEST (User
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Wow, this is very intresting, love your style
pixie xx |
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Re: Painting on Pot
(User Rating: 1 ) by reilt on
Monday, 14th June 2004 @ 01:43:38 PM AEST (User
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as always, a wonderful write. kudos* |
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Re: Painting on Pot
(User Rating: 1 ) by frohemiasweetie on
Friday, 9th July 2004 @ 02:21:07 PM AEST (User
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Man, pot freaking rules. That's all I got to say, and I really liked this poem. Very much. |
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