an unwanted portrait
erupt into life
painting a picture
our fervent
nirvana was
disturbed
*
who knows
the sheltered
emotions
behind the
brush
of a
painter
***
still
the rainbow
promises
tomorrow
©AvdL 2015
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SEAT OF MY SOUL 
August 23, 2015 at 9:20 am
Ah…was it not Burns in To A Mouse…who said:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!
Life rarely I think provides us with what we wish or plan…make it a wonderful weekend!
August 23, 2015 at 9:26 am
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see, I guess an’ fear! And so it goes Charlie… 🙂 x
August 23, 2015 at 9:33 am
Ah…now that brings a smile!
August 23, 2015 at 11:00 am
🙂 xxx
August 23, 2015 at 1:06 pm
Or under the pen of the poet …
August 23, 2015 at 1:58 pm
Of course 🙂 Thanks for being here x
August 24, 2015 at 7:14 am
Lovely! Love it all, but last two verses especially.
August 24, 2015 at 9:28 am
Thank you, I really appreciate your words x