Poem ......New Expression
Canvas vertical
On paint splattered easel
Waiting to express
It's feelings of colour
In my mind purples, grays and reds
Peering through black
Sqeezing paint into my hands
The canvas and I become one
A dance of paint without purpose
A door to the Universe
For some to walk through
To a new understanding
To a new expression through colour
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