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