My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

April 27, 2011 “the painter”

the painter”


 if I were

an artist with brushes and paint

and a canvas of white

if I knew

how to mix the colors

to certain perfect shades

if I were

skilled in all the strokes

and techniques

of drawing the lines and curves

that lead the eye

to the image in my artist’s mind

I would

paint a masterpiece

from a picture of you


my hand

was made to fit a pen

not a brush

for the page

not a canvas

I cannot

mix the colors

for the perfect shade of your skin

alabaster tinted with sun-kissed brown

or the subtle shadow under your soft chin

the sun on your face

when you cock your head to the side

for a coy glance in my direction

how could I

draw the silky fineness of your long lashes

fluttering over the deep indigo of your eyes

as you wink in your fashion

how would I

sketch the lines of your loving hands

and long feminine fingers

the arc and bow of your sweet red lips

the perfect fullness of your firm breasts

the gentle lines of the small of your back

the curving shape of your hips

your smooth thighs and calves

the length of your legs

to your ankles

and ten flawless toes

I wish I could

paint you

in perfect shades

with loving strokes

on the canvas of my life

for the world to see

but I am

no painter

only a poet

tlh 4/27/11

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3 responses

  1. Very nice! Like a painting.

    April 26, 2011 at 11:47 pm

  2. As fine as any painting my friend!

    April 27, 2011 at 8:28 am

  3. Beautifully painted. You do just fine! A lovely poetic picture.

    Best regards … D.

    April 27, 2011 at 8:41 am

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