Real; Oil Paint Day

An easel of rouge; sunset of sky.

Grey before orange; unfit city line.

Two views; forced into one. 

An artist and child; buildings and sun.

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 Havoc was wreaked; the child’s brush played.

Sharp harsh lines; a fork, ran through paint.

Dull pink and grey; soft translucent city scape.

An unreal painting; forever in my head will stay.

 

~Angela Beck