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Empty #Writephoto

Empty

Sable and bristle brushes
clattered into the waste
between crinkled tubes of paint
gone her linseed and turpentine
she surrendered her easel to anger
and snapped her palette
in oily hues of cerulean blue
ochre and umber.

With room to spare
she stuffed the black bag
with false smiles and laughter
a whore’s fawning
over gallery Johns in tuxes
of mars and titanium
she discarded
the remnants of hope.

She left the bag at the corner
for dawn’s trash man
in a twilight of cadmium yellow
and alizarin crimson
her bitter heart she held close
bleeding against her chest
and doused the muse with spirits
watched sitcoms like an automaton
in ultramarine blue
she dreamt she was drowning.

In the watercolor morning
she ran breathless to the corner
her life collected and recycled
she rifled through her junk drawer
for her child’s dried up colors
a frayed synthetic brush
and on a whitewashed canvas
she sketched out her emptiness
and painted her soul full.

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171 thoughts on “Empty #Writephoto”

  1. egeorgeblog/Ed Roxburgh says:
    April 23, 2017 at 12:21 pm

    Great imagery!

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  2. Cynthia Reyes says:
    April 19, 2017 at 6:57 am

    A powerful poem. Congrats!

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  3. Mahmoud says:
    April 13, 2017 at 9:53 am

    Thanks for ur likes
    And i like ur post

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  4. shehannemoore says:
    April 7, 2017 at 7:33 am

    Beautiful x

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  5. SebnemSanders says:
    March 30, 2017 at 8:31 pm

    Beautiful! 🙂

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  7. Carl Bystrom says:
    March 29, 2017 at 9:20 pm

    So evocative, love your use of the painter’s colors to illustrate her turmoil. Very nice.

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  8. Judy E Martin says:
    March 29, 2017 at 12:03 pm

    I love where you have taken this, Diana, fantastic imagery 🙂

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  9. Tara Sparling says:
    March 29, 2017 at 8:06 am

    Oh, how lovely! I love it when a poem sets you off down different roads before reeling you back in.

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