Author: negligible fictional force PM
and the sky shall be my canvas.Rated: Fiction K - English - Fantasy - Words: 182 - Reviews: 15 - Favs: 3 - Published: 10-24-04 - id: 1745243
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i streak my brush across the sky,
with its acrylic shades
chemical paints don't last forever.
sky canvas, be my easel;
ease my pain.
let me let out my angst
in colour, and
do you see?
angry thunder clouds;
thunder booms out
running across the sky racing
with the lightning
pitchforking fluorescent slashes
across the imperfect grey.
exuberant smiley faces
hopping, bouncing, dancing tiptoe, leaping
from cloud to cloud;
don't lose your balance now, or
hop-skipping, leap-frogging; splash
a full bucket of cerulean azure
sapphire happiness across
the sky to make my
weary yawns and half-closed
eyes, satisfaction fulfilled for
the day and rest, pack up
the paints, put them away, but
wait - one last task.
finishing touch for the royal blue;
flecks of gold for the
gods to play connect-the-dots and form
Orion he watches over us while
dancing with the moon.
tomorrow I shall recycle;
-kismet. 24th october 2004