India InkA Poem by JRBlackbird stitched against white canvas of the morning sky like those I would sketch with India ink and the flat of a calligraphy pen in two broad scratches to create the swoop and stretch; If I was a painter I would start the same slather the canvas in black I believe everything begins in the dark like the shade I borrowed from the raven like the shade I stole from midnight and her rich swept hues, the only true artist I’ve ever known colors are added over the top in layers first the yellows and reds of the past, coated over by the purple of tomorrow’s promise I’d rather be the blackbird but if I can’t, I’d rather sketch one of India ink black as midnight against the colored canvas of the sky. © 2020 JRFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on February 25, 2020 Last Updated on February 25, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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