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Arthur Vaso Feb 5
While some sleep
the fairies dance
delicate wings holding
pink and purple paint brushes
stroke by delicate stroke
a canvas of beauty they enhance
flickers of pastels spray all over
falling on broken dreams
or abandoned silver paths

oh but if you saw the fairies smiles
sadness would cease to be
they only wish happiness
to befall on people like you and me
Friends often do little thigs with no credit required, simple kindness :)
Arthur Vaso Oct 2023
Simplicity beholds such beauty
the cold winds
wrapping us in shivering hugs
you do not need to be a detective
to know my love for you
the polar vortex
colorful northern lights
   intricacies buried deep

Your smile makes my heart glow
Data agrees
silly giggles in icy air
along with a soft meow
in the background
of silence
    nipping at happiness
Arthur Vaso Oct 2021
Pains me
pretty leaves
regrettable memories
wilted golden pathways
lost love
Lovers on the Rhum
childhood dreams
evil little teddy bears
ghosts chase me
night after deadly night
to eternity

a branch with no tree
leaves fall

one by one
you all left me
no answers not even a song

I hug the silence of a cold winter
Its been a long time!
Arthur Vaso Nov 2020
silk wrapped memories
at dusk I cry
drifting in clouds
I touch the melancholy
reflecting back

we each live another day
we also share the sadness
of things better forgotten
sleep steals the pain
a smile is always a smile
as fall takes the flowers
to the moon
For my friend
Arthur Vaso May 2020
I walk in museums
I see all the pretty pictures
hanging like dead dolls
on many faces
sadness within the walls
in a wheelchair
over there
he cant even stare
but he sees me I know
I smile
the painting was hidden
not framed
yet still within these halls
Arthur Vaso Nov 2019
Pyretic thoughts
sculptures fragmented
           unfinished paintings
empty museums
               bottle of hope
first snow
               last death

black night         white day
        by hollow visions

nothing else        matters
          horses graze

flakes fall
          life hindered
            I stow away
            in my hideout

brushes and words
          blankets and swords

all my secrets
        covered in snow
Life is a work in progress
Arthur Vaso Oct 2019
At the end of
I am in pieces

if  only my heart
           had a shield

intentions buried
            inside a tomb of fear

disguised torment
            where smiles lay hidden
Dedicated to a friend I have yet to know
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