A Pencil StrokeA Poem by Spencer Barker
With only but a strike and then a light.
But there must be more! A stroke and then an array of colors, blue, green, oh what a nice sheen. In the land, a covering of trees, a covering of lakes, and rivers, for all to see. But something is missing! A stroke and feathers large and small, blue, and red, and green. Waterfalls plunder their placing, threatening the breaking of pages lacing. And now the canvas is complete.
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