the tubes of acrylics
the brushes
the ideas the images
forming inside
her head
all because
an empty canvas
will give her
no rest
the tubes of acrylics
the brushes
the ideas the images
forming inside
her head
all because
an empty canvas
will give her
no rest
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Thanks for reblogging this poem. Douglas.
Being driven is the love that fills empty! An interesting thought-provoking poem!☕️☕️❤️❤️
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