The Barefoot PainterA Poem by mackenzi_drewI met a crazy bare foot artist
The barefoot painter
In the elevator, said "I'll come with you to the 16th floor, I need your opinion about a recent painting, it is the perfect time since we re just waiting, I've covered the canvas, layer after layer I can't get my point across, I've lost artistic flair This hue of blue, it disappoints me So much, that I may stab and X through the entire thing" after all I've spent 50 years painting © 2015 mackenzi_drew |
StatsAuthormackenzi_drewOttawa, Ontario, CanadaAboutAbstract/landscape painter, ukulele and guitar player, visitor of abandoned places, food lover, song/poem writer, photographer, coffee snob, museum/gallery browser, space geek, concert frequenter, lov.. more..Writing
|