forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours

Paint

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And then there was fresh paint

thrown over the old cobweb of memories

sunlight filtered through

the brightly colored spaces

but the color of nostalgia

refused to leave, the red stained heart.

poetry and image copyright neha 2016

poetry and image copyright neha 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In response to daily prompt: Paint

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Author: forgottenmeadows

I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.

12 thoughts on “Paint

  1. May your poetry be as fresh.

  2. A fine written, expressed balance of audaciousness and Bodaciousness!

  3. “the color of nostalgia refused to leave…”
    I always love your poetry, but your images are just as intriguing.

    Thinking of you and holding a space of peace.

  4. “but the color of nostalgia
    refused to leave, the red stained heart.”

    love this!

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