Her Escape

A woman, who is alone and sad, paints to escape the small box of a house she knows she will never call home.

The paintbrush has seen better days,

And she has too,

But the world is asleep,

And she's feeling quite blue.

 

So she picks up her paintbrush and dips it in green,

And proceeds to paint landscapes that her eyes have never seen.

 

A beach, with white sands,

Like the color of her face,

The sea,

So full of fierceness and grace.

 

A desert, with a bird,

That flies as high as a kite,

And it never looks down,

Because its fear is not height.

 

Then a small cottage,

In a field so green,

And the love in that field,

Is something she's never felt,

Or seen.

 

Now the painting is done,

To many, it makes no sense,

But to all of those people,

This girl is not dense.

 

In her box of a house,

With one friend,

Just a mouse,

She's isolated and alone,

And she still is not at home.

Author's Note

This poem, in case you didn't catch it, is about a woman who's never been loved, and she's always been alone, so she paints to escape all of that sadness and desperation.

Reviews

[Cristal Bridges]

I love the visuals that this poem brings up with the painting. It's quite breath taking and lovely. It's wrinkled with sadness of a woman so lonely but at least she has all of her imagination to keep her company. This is a great rhyme and I love rhyming poems most of all. Great write. :)

[Rohan Tandon]

First thing first, I have to say that i absoluely ADORE this poem.... tthe visuals and imagery are simply soooooo soothing, nd beautiful......... the concept of course is amazing and the poem flows really well, like a pleasant tune, music...... I didnt t all have to stress too much on any particular area..... THNX 4 SHARING....

[nicolo]

it flows and rhymes beautifully. it must have inherited it from the authors.

[Chris]

This poem is about a bit more actually... for she's surviving as best she can and reaching so far beyond the perception of emptiness... hoping so hard for her stars.

Chris

[dieuxsansculte]

If I could revise one thing it would be the 2nd verse. This is what I'd do with it:

"So she picks up her paintbrush,
dips it in green,
proceeds to paint landscapes
her eyes have never seen."

A lonely and haunting image when you stop to think that it could be reality for so many people, but no one would ever know. Nice write.

[roy mccarthy]

great poem,
nice rhyme cadene too!

[Lauren Shearouse]

It makes me feel like i am there right there with her watching her every stroke as she paints this is a very vivid poem it is quite amazing viki

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This is real good & i loved your imagery. Your a real good poet.

[TheConjuringCat]

It's a sad fact of life that the most beautiful art usually comes from the saddest people in the worst situations possible. Great work! It gives a wonderful visual of what the woman is painting and that the art is her escape from the world.

[LanternBounty]

This is beautiful! I like the last stanza when it says: She's isolated and alone. That really gives a good idea about what the poem is about.

[Carrie Manor]

A very wonderful visual. Allowing both the outside world, and her feelings come to life with both a mellow, saddening feel. (: