Emotions run,
like paint in a rainstorm;
muddled and unpredictable,
cold and soaked through.

Here I stand, ready to
wrestle my easel and palette,
in the middle of my rainstorm.
I'm ready to paint.
Something true,
...something beautiful,
......something meaningful;
a self portrait.

Here I stand,
raw and vulnerable.
I've chosen my brushes carefully,
each one in turn to fight off
the chaos and splatter,
the melting of canvas.
I may not find the end
of this picture today,
...or tomorrow.
But among the thunderclaps
I WILL find it.

So here I'll stand, painting.
Bring down your lightning,
if you dare.

05/04/2012

Posted on 05/04/2012
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