A Canvas Of Words

by Sarah Ann   Feb 3, 2007


She sat along a forlorn road,
Contemptuous was I,
And she was smiling; face so bold.
When I was passing by

Distasteful figure in my view
Clothing strewn across the ground
And as I walked, somehow she knew.
She hummed an ugly sound

My frown contorted many ways
Her smile grew in light
As I approached; she looked away
Certainly impolite.

Her finger tips were soft but strong
As the paintbrush fit her hand
To my despair, t'was like a song
I couldn't even stand.

Colors of many shadings,
Twinkled gaily in the dark
To me it was atrocity.
To her it was an art.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lucifers lair

    Wow. So beautiful *wipes tears*

  • 17 years ago

    by Ashleigh Skye

    Wow this poem is awsome.. I loved it and ur found the perfect category to place it under. The last two lines sumed up the entire thing just magically. It reminds me of the old saying "one mans junk is another mans treasure" and its true whats wonderful and pure to one person can become horrific and appaling to another person. Very nicely written. thanx for the comment

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni

    Wow. i loved this. it was so wonderful & the flow was great the rhyming scheme was great the word choice was great oh i could go on.

    this is one of the best poems i have read on this website. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Cella Bella

    Amazed... I loved this poem so much. Written so well and had a really good flow. Great write! 5/5

    marcella

  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    Ohhh. This poem deserves to be longer. I read it..it just ended. It was really good though. 5/5!!!!

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