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Lori Jones McCaffery
Poems
Apr 2021
SKILLS
Daubing paint as carefully as I know how.
An image begins to take shape
But it’s a chair, not a meadow
Filled with sunlight and daffodils.
Choosing colors carefully,
I mix pale blue and yellow
But instead of green it turns out gray,
And all I can paint with it is rocks.
I study all the Masters
And marvel at their work
My stomach knots in envy
At the skills I don’t possess
Wishing I could someday
Create something to compare
Wishing I could find the key
To unlock stunning visions.
Clean canvas and another brush
My mind can see the painting
As I work to find it in the paint
I’m mixing on my palette
I labor with unending zeal
Overpainting all my errors
Searching for the beauty in my strokes
Hoping I have broken through
To join the pantheon of Masters.
Standing back to take a look
At the fruit of all my labors
I see another painting of a chair.
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Doubting my abilities.
Written by
Lori Jones McCaffery
F/Laughlin, Nevada
(F/Laughlin, Nevada)
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