Painting with Confidence, a poem



I don’t want to paint
or the setting sun
or the waving grains
of tall grass in August fields
the delicate dance of leaf
preparing to let go in the evening wind
I want to paint dreams,
verbs laced with intent
I want to draw the rhyme
the lilting rhythm of a song
Brush held high
I paint with confident hue
bold strokes
across an open canvas
waiting –
begging definition
to try
to try
to try again –
to paint my dreams
with certain confidence.

(c) Sumyanna 2016


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4 Comments Add yours

  1. ladybug165 says:

    Beautiful poem!😊

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I like that one very much!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you very much!


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