#canvas poems on Hello Poetry

Brandon Conway Jun 2018

Yesterday, I decided to go for a run
To do it differently
Not for health, but for fun.

To listen to Earth's animalia sounds
Quadrupeds, Tetrapods, Avifaunas
Open ears, the muses were all around.

Funny how inspiration hits
A word, a sentence, a poem
Hanging with one finger grasped to my wits.

I tried to remember, I tried so hard
String of consciousness, a slayer
Fell the finger, to an elephant graveyard.

Next time I will not foolishly forget
A pad, a pen, some sort of canvas
Lost inspiration leads to regret.

Went for a run with no pen and pad or phone, no way to record thoughts that I want to keep. Never again will I forget, at least a pen.

#run #inspiration #canvas #pen #nature #animals #birds #insects #animalia #avifunas

solace and sorrow Jun 2018

Mosaic

I am a masterpiece
beautifully crafted by you
I am a canvas of bliss
painted in a vibrant hue.
Yet you never admired me
instead, you ignored the beauty within
how cruel is my destiny
the end of me is about to begin.
You disheveled my peace
I pleaded but there was no sound
slowly, piece by piece
I fell on the hard ground.
Soon, I will feel no pain
for the strong me is now awake
one day, I shall stand again
and by then, I'll be a wonderful mosaic.

#masterpiece #canvas #mosaic #hurt #standup

Elinor May 2018

repair

when you clawed at my skin
and tore apart my flesh like
an animal,
like your eyes had never manifested in the pores before
you tattooed my skin with a wound.
the truth is
my body is a canvas for the art of the wounds you create
and it's not the blood that scares me
it's the ***** of the needle
to sew me together
again.

I've had to sew too many times

#repair #needle #tattoo #canvas #wound #pain #hurt #love #animal

mindmatter May 2018

dull radiance

your sweet promises
are fantasies
I’ve searched galaxies
to find your heart
then I realized
love is just art
painted on a canvas
played by an actress
who lays on a mattress
deep down an addict
who plays with sadness
your words are ink
that blot the page
his touch is a cage
I’m trapped within
being a slave
is how my life ends
buried in soil
with a dozen roses
wilting under the sun
because the gun
is too powerful
for a little girl
who lived to twirl
seen as a pearl
stolen by the keeper
who made her clean
made her to dream
made her to fly free
and the hand
is too *****
to keep distance
to ignore the existence
of a child’s position

#art #hurt #pain #sadness #child #lost #canvas #love

Yusof Asnan May 2018

Canvas.

Sometimes you
just gotta paint
it black and
start a new life.

-HIY

#yusofasnan #thoughts #canvas #paint #black #new #life #nationalpoetrymonth #napowrimo #start

Caleb Janse van Rensburg May 2018

Art.

An artist paints a masterpiece.
Uses colour to represent intention and desire.
A highly detailed piece of art becomes his centrepiece,
his everything.

Occasionally he drops colour all around him.
Every colour at his disposal becomes mixed and splattered.

What has been used to create you is now the substance of new imagery;
A new art piece created on the floor called:
'A representation of my feelings for you'.

#art #painting #paint #canvas #mind #eye #feelings #love #her #him

NURUL AMALIA Apr 2018

painting

I will paint your face
with your shadow canvas
bone as a brush
and love as its color

#you #painting #shadow #color #canvas #brush