WHITE CANVAS
by roovacrag
Posted: Saturday, March 13, 2004 Word Count: 59 Summary: Bad day with my painting. |
Step back from my canvas
wipe the brushes clean
thought what was a masterpiece
was really just a dream.
Turn my head everyway
nothing says a thing
just a splash of colour
nothing seems to sing.
So take my biggest brush
fill with white gouache,
blot out all my efforts
and my technicolour splash.
Go back and start again.
wipe the brushes clean
thought what was a masterpiece
was really just a dream.
Turn my head everyway
nothing says a thing
just a splash of colour
nothing seems to sing.
So take my biggest brush
fill with white gouache,
blot out all my efforts
and my technicolour splash.
Go back and start again.