A short poem named CANVAS


CANVAS

Oh happy innocent canvas
Stapled tight and white
Fear not my palette knife
I promise not to bite!

But know your end is nigh
Yet welcome in your fate
With water, air and oil
By inspiration I will create!

You must give up and leave
Germination means you die
But upon you will be a beauty
Of colour and form to fly!

Oh that I might do you justice
Mixing colours with every chance
You start a whole new journey
As my brush and palette dance!

(Written 5th May 2017 by Anthony Brunt)

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