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If I could paint over
all of your hurt
whitewash your wounds
that still smart even after so
many years
when rubbed the wrong way
where would I start?
With the empty spaces
left in your spirit from
cutting words?
What color would fill them in?
With the mistrust from
lies
told straight to your eyes?
What hue would do for that?
And what brush
would ever be soft enough to
stroke the cheek that's been stung
by too many harsh slaps?
your very walls stained
with splatters of shame
Would I ever have enough paint
to erase the damage
inflicted by a critic
who was blind to
your beauty?
submitted for Magpie Tales 78
13 comments:
I'm thinking airbrush. If nothing else, it would tickle unmercifully.
Mouse ... this will rank among my favorite Magpies.
mmm...very nicely penned...sad the damage we can do to each other without a care...and i hope the paint fills in the cracks created...
Well done...sadly so much truth in the lies and hurts...bkm..
Nicely expressed. Sometimes we use too much color in our words to one another!
..that's a sad wright.. hope pain and shame be painted with bright colors of optimism.. (:
Brightest blessings!
~kelvin
I like the thinking behind this. Well done.
Ah, wonderful! We seem to have been wandering down similar corridors of inspiration for this Magpie.
A really touching piece. I hope the softest brush is eventually found......x
Very good Magpie, the imagery well sustained throughout, quite sadly poignant.
This is so good - bravo!
Anna :o]
Ahh!Lovely words..very very touching magpie...
I liked it a lot!:)
you have really dug deep here - really cool take on the prompt
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