Am I your canvas
Oh artist!
For your greatest work?
Pressed by oil on silk
Butterfly on a pin
The colours changing
Constantly, from light to dark
Am I the flame
That burns within
Or just a failing spark?
Late afternoon
In your studio
As light fades
And you stretch your stiffened neck
Am I the final brush stroke
Almost insolently placed
An afterthought or a prelude
To an even greater fall from grace?
Even if you’ll never
Truly paint my face?
Am I the canvas
For your visual poetry
Taken harshly and debased?
Or just a memory
Lost in the background
Of a time you have replaced?
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Absolutely amazing read!
Thanks, that is so kind!! 🙂 🙂
Helen, As always, I love your posts. As a Professional artist as well as an Author, I can relate. Take Care, Barb
Thanks so much, that means a lot!! 🙂 🙂
My Dear Helen, I’ll always be supportive. God Bless, Barb
Thank you again, you are very generous, and God Bless you too!! 🙂
Phenomenal.
Thank you, that is so kind!! 🙂 🙂
Ohhhh, I really loved this one!! 🙂
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Very lovely!
I have nominated you for the Sisterhood of the World blogging award. Helen, your friendship means so much to me.
http://whenibecameanauthor.wordpress.com/2013/08/23/sisterhood-of-the-world-blog-award/
Wow, thank you Briana, that is so kind of you! Your friendship means the world to me too!! 🙂
You are very welcome my dear!!!