Art Poem by Romesh De Silva

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Our silhouette painted on canvas
Watercolour; blending like tears of sadness
Flick of the brush, bristles part
Hand flows from left to right, finish to start
Close your eyes; feel all that is life on your skin
Find yourself, your inspiration, the spirit within
Reality is just a word
You are ready, let it go, paint to be heard
Thick dramatic strokes
Triangles, squares, circles of hope
Eyes open shut, are closed
A story is starting to unfold
A priceless memory of what has been
Mismatched colours, red, black, green
I am colour-blind
It’s in my soul the colours form and combine.

July 2006

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