Live Paintings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Live Paintings
Quietly sitting, watching reflections as if they were
live paintings.
Noticing their lack of color in the evening light, they
look dead-pan faced with no emotions showing.
Every once in a while, figures going walking or running
through the reflections of images, which I am staring at.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
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4/19/2024 12:13:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Enjoyed very much reading your poem it was dream like.