Framed

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Escape all the noise

Those painted distractions

My muse – a memory

Created abstraction

They say I made you

A work of art –

Molded

Then gave you

My beating heart

 

And I cannot stand

The forsaken noise!

It rattles in my ribs

I guess it fills a void…

My contemporary

Art – We were once

one in the same!

But now you’ve escaped

And I watch

From a frame…

© 2019 MABELLENA

Artists Paint Waves

Sitting in this barren room – alone

I can hear my words – echo

My friends are squeaky floorboards

Lulled beneath

sounds of my own accord

I stand up

And move my feet at a steady – pace

But it’s too soon to tell if I’ll win this race

The squeaky sounds

grow increasingly loud

My friends and I

We’re artists right now

creating conversation

Painting sound

waves…

Filling the canvas

In an empty space

©️ 2019 MABELLENA