A fait accompli my mind says
In monotonous tones over and over
I’ll not stop till my broken
heart is a work of art
A creative urge will bring
Brilliance to my waiting canvas
New brushes will sweep with
Sweet abandon
My paints reflected from nature’s portrait
With readiness for a renaissance
Charcoal sketches bold and strong
Will grace my easel
Each splattering of color
Breathes in beauty
As each colour blends in harmony
My soul will awaken with wonderment
I shall hang my painting with pride
Knowing whatever happens
Artists will still practice their art
poets pen their poems
And life goes on without you ~
© Helena 2010
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