New Days (Life No Longer Paints)

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Old brushes

Set in old dusk

Rises and strokes dawn strange to new days

Picture birds wistful chirping

Despairing serenades swirl windows open

Lonesome yawns

See an empty bed capture her awaken to much of the same

Same ol Heartache, Same ol Pain

Sadness a brewin’

Depict tissues like umbrellas for tears trickle like rain

Without love, what life colors

Woeful Grays swept over the Sweetest Blues

Without love, what life colors

Bright Yellows kept behind the Boldest Blacks

Same ol Heartache, Same ol Pain

Dreams daubed over the hills

However vast glass views remain behind closed drapes

When there’s no sunshine,
why look out

When murky floods loom doorsteps and beyond,
why leave the house

Life continues to paint

Yet the skies above and lands below never seem to change

Glum,
how every evening's portrayed

Saddest twilight

At the fall of another night she wonders

Tomorrows blank canvas as she slumbers

Same ol, Same ol...

Has this artist life
truly forgotten the beautiful days we made with wonderful colors?


-Christopher L. Davis