Brushes

Brushes

A Poem by Ana B.

The skin of the night…dark shades it has

A short remedy for my social allergy;

A moon shaped dream that smells of jazz

While thoughts perform the dance of anarchy.

 

And there is war around every corner

Between egos and vanities…

Sincerity could be the armor

Yet I still hide in my castle of fantasies…

 

I gaze into your silent amber and I know

Your time is not the same as mine.

Yet how stunning those ghostly seconds aglow

While hearts play their pantomime

 

Yet still,

Gifting resplendent paintings

To this watercolor universe

 

 

 

 

 



 



© 2017 Ana B.



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"A short remedy for my social allergy"

Isolation is the cure. I prefer night time motorcycle rides while the sky is lit of heat lightning.
The best medicine.

Great as always. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Ana B.

5 Months Ago

Thank you for reading Joe :)
A water color universe. Isn't that the truth.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Ana B.

5 Months Ago

Thank you :)
eloquent and charming.

Great read.

Matthew

Posted 5 Months Ago


Ana B.

5 Months Ago

Thank you Matthew :)

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