GloPoWriMo: Day 2

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Blue-Green Landscape on a Canvas

1.
This rough skin
beneath the oil and varnish
has nothing: No opinions. No voice.

But also, no worries. No cares.

2.
I have one long black care,
that snakes across you

Dashing your empty space
with a fragment that remembers
what you were

When you were empty without me.

3.
The representation of an illusion–
what light seems to be
when it bends
through space.

Phthalo beside cerulean,
I wrap around your cares, soothing,
through what I seem to be.

4.
What is this talk of
nothing,
illusion,
soothing?

Don’t you see?

We simply are!

Vibrant,
bending,
snaking,
empty.

Life is this.

And more.
And less.

Daily Prompt:Write a poem that plays with voice,” from Na/GloPoWriMo site.

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