#paint poems on Hello Poetry

cleann98 Jun 2018

the more I try
to give us color
the more we smudge
and blur altogether

do we need a new canvas?
or a new paint?
or a new artist?

#paint #smudge #blur

alexandra Jun 2018

paintbrush strokes brush the canvas
each bristle individually placed upon a blank slate
nothing but color as an image of her thoughts
put up as a masterpiece for everyone to admire

behind the beauty of the artwork
hides the blank canvas
no bristles, nothing but a clean slate
for the painter to paint away their thoughts

#paint #art #words #feelings #deep #complex #night

Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018

Writer's Craft

Each word we paint
on the canvas of life
are tears, our ink
for our golden quills

Any craft without passion, without soul
is devoid and empty, in my opinion.
Be back soon!
Lyn ***

#craft #writing #tears #passion #emotion #pain #paint #words #life #meaning

Cné Jun 2018

Paint Me

paint me
with the wet tickle
of your tongue
lingering with affection
savoring my fervent flavor
in bold strokes
of your obsession

color my essence
in heated hues
sending shivers
down my spine
in anticipation
of your warm breath
against my flesh
with every blissful caress
to ensue painted petals
of animation

with your supple lips
gently blur the lines
of my curved hips
softly stroking
the subtle shadows
of warm depth,
blushing
quivering thighs
as I gasp
of breath

plunge in
a primer coated palette
dipping your stiff paintbrush
deep within
the folds of my blanket
manipulating
a trembling image
of your voracious lust.

craze me
again and again
in breathless
****** glow,
your sensual brushstrokes
gently murmuring
layer on layer
in alla prima flow

delve deep
into my eyes
paint splattering
the passion
of my soul
drizzling silken strands
of love
in their entirety,
polishing me whole

and then
in blissful backwash
admire
the tangled limbs
interposed
of your
completed masterpiece
in smiling
sated repose

#paint #passion

Red Jun 2018

navy blue painted new

Loneliness smells like wet paint
bitter sharp
and comfortably toxic.
Pigmented tragedy stings my nose,
brimming my eyes with tears.
The more I inhale
the fainter I feel,
dizzy with sadness
and wildly confused.
Liquid isolation
stains my walls
Egyptian blue,
thick abandonment
coating my insides.
This dense colour
that wears my body
shall dry out and harden,
like the tears I wore before,
leaving me a cracked canvas.
I shall cover my mass with a new colour
and fill the cavities of my past self.

pain[t] is not permanent.

#sad #depression #lonely #love #loss #art #paint #mental #health #hope

zb Jun 2018

oil paints on canvas, 2018

my skin is blue with depression
my breaths are yellow with anxiety
i bleed red from anger
and my heart is grey with apathy

i love in chocolate browns
i hurt in deep maroons
i sleep with the deepest of blacks
i speak with the quietest of greens

my shame is pale orange
a sickly, strange color
it coats my fingertips
and it hurts to look at

my fear is a midnight blue
soothing in its constancy
it sings to me in the ruddy moments
it calms me during the greyest of days

my loneliness is a royal purple
in the paintings of my youth
it stands out
it overpowers all other colors

i live in shades of colors
together they paint a picture
of a person
or, a palette

#colors #depression #anxiety #anger #apathy #shame #fear #loneliness #paint

mariiia Jun 2018

A Painter's Death

Paint on the floor
Sketches on the door
Pastel chalk dust everywhere;
A painter lives here
He stays up late
He loses weight
His paintings so deep
He barely eats or sleep

Poor painter is stressed
With his work obsessed
But doesn't get anything done
Inspiration is gone
It hurts to the core
He can't take it anymore
Throws the brush on his bed
Which stains the sheets red

#painter #paint #art #artist #death #pain #stress #drawing #red #painting

Shadow Dragon Jun 2018

Conversation

I'll show you mine
if you show me yours.
She said
as paint dripped down her face.
Humming melodies from out of space.

#conversation #me #you #space #face #paint #humming #melodies