Here is a new day, with new colors and promise.
This is christyb, wishing you a day painted in glorious colors!
You, Colors, and Realization
You were once a masterpiece.
Now, your colors run down the fabric of
Shades of yellow and orange that have
Grown thick in consistency,
As the price of fine art rises with inflation.
I once took you as my muse
Without realization that you held me in a leash,
Without realization that it was you who
Picked which easel I would use.
You were once here.
Today, your colors fall to a wooden floor
While I run a paintbrush under the kitchen tap
To clean the bristles and
Paint a new day, made of colors that
I alone choose.
©2013 Christy Birmingham