Rebirth
Each painting is a rebirth
It's a baptismal of pain
I could not part with any of them
They are pieces of a life
I'll never have.
Replacements
For memories
I'll never have.
This latest canvas
"Vapor Trails in a Colorado Sky"
It's bigger, more detailed
I began it thinking
It would take forever
How would I accomplish this?
But just as
The words do come easy
So did the paint.
The only thing holding me back
Is the time it takes
For each successive layer to dry.
The more tears,
The longer the drying time.
Dawn is breaking
I am almost done
With this one.
How can I stop?
Do I want to?
When there is nothing left to paint
My life will be filled with emptiness
A vacuum
To suck in all the pain
How can I live?