Thursday, November 3, 2022

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬: "Fervor" by Patricia Dayao


Publised by: Bianca Madeline Oloya

Date published: November 3, 2022

Time published: 12:23 pm


Category: Poetry

Theme: Burning Passio


I am a jar of dirty paint wate

I subconsciously glide, afloat rather

Mended―my colors ricochet from one to another

I am the cries of one's paintbrush

As my tears fuse―a faint hush


With the underlying pain of I, an artis

The bones of each my fingers―twist

As my muffled cries cede in the dry canvas

To damp, and to damp, with a pointed brush

Using my broken, contuse hands


As the easel creaken―my vision ever so weaken

To my quivering knees and frozen stance

On my tiptoes, I stand, as my shivering grip deepens

Albeit the motion of each my stroke,

The lost glint in my eyes―still hopes


A jar of paint water is all I a

Swimming in a polluted pond―a lost swan

My composition illuminates in the light

Reflecting my desolation, my woes, in the night sky

Scars tinctures in each tear I shed―a sadness

Is painted burgundy, in thy hopeless heavens



Cartoon by: Patricia Dayao

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