The Watercolor

John...this is haunting in its ache...I do hope you will one day be able to again paint and have it be done in oils...you deserve it...sending hugs your way my friend..

xoxo Taryn

Many, many thanks Taryn. However I have to tell you once again that this piece isn't about me personally at all. It's just a figment of my imagination that came and demanded to be written. I'm just the guy doing the writing. After all, I have trouble with stick men. I still can't thank you enough for caring and taking the time to write me. Lots of love John xoxo

I love the way you've structured this... and if read metaphorically, it could depict the loss of a loved one whom you've shaped and nourished.

Sublime ~ 👑😎🎈🌞🌷

Thanks s_s, I'm lucky to have you as a constant reader and to always have you comment on it. Thanks once again. I hadn't thought of looking at this piece that way but it really does read well in that metaphorical bent. You've got a keen eye and a super imagination. John

My take on this is both the urge and pain of creative expression.  I believe writing, painting and the other arts are layered with both acts of love and internal upheaval. Otherwise how can we truly create. The destruction of your Art by nature to me signifies the relationship we have with our internal desire for expression and its transitory (brief life or impact) in the external world. Not sure if that's your idea here, but a great and thought provoking write nonetheless.

Thanks for dropping by to read my stuff and spending the time to comment on it as well CaptainCur. I appreciate it. I'm glad you liked this one. I don't really think my original idea is needed here. I like that the poem will the deconstructed and turned into something different by those who read it. Thanks so much. John

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