Mar 2018
Sky becomes a blank canvas to eyes.
It's shade melts into rivers shoreline.
Snow filled raindrops fall
forcing one to stop and see skies view.
Then...creative mind
becomes a painter
where window frames and self
brushes out with breath a picture.
Picture of sunny day
where one may go out to play
on day where winter is asleep.
It's shade melts into rivers shoreline.
Snow filled raindrops fall
forcing one to stop and see skies view.
Then...creative mind
becomes a painter
where window frames and self
brushes out with breath a picture.
Picture of sunny day
where one may go out to play
on day where winter is asleep.
It's a snowy day here in the Big Apple. But I looked out my window and saw it looked like a blank canvas. Hence this pome was born
