wanting the birds to sing in winter,
I stoop to pet a plant
inadvertantly knocking over the light fixture.
I miss every painting I’ve ever sold.
– Hoc Scripsi
Image Courtesy of Magpie Tales #57
Magpie #57 – spontaneous from prompted poetry
8 Comments to “Magpie #57 – spontaneous from prompted poetry”
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Spontaneous can be very interesting.
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I never actually sold any of my paintings, but I've always pondered the feelings I might have.
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great opening line Jhon…
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enjoy your take.
subjective and pleasant one. -
Thought provoking….:-)
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This is fantastic. Glad that I can up on your work!
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Beauty held is the heart of painting…to let it pass forever leaves an empty space….you remind here of it…bkm
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I liked the whimsy of it…
the platitudes of willful resemblance 