poetry by j matthew waters

color my world

an empty canvas in an otherwise
empty world
suspended above sands
washed clean by the hands of the moon
time after countless time

the artist is nowhere to be found
perhaps adrift at sea
in search of something unforeseen
paint brushes and palette
at rest on three-legged easel

what is lost will one day be found
the artist and canvas
reunited when least expected
bringing back color
to an otherwise empty world

april two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “color my world

  1. Perfect poem to read just before going to bed!! I will now dream about this…Sigh.

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