ARTFUL DODGING

A canvas stretched, lies awaiting, the blend of primary colours

Brushed into close proximity by the hand of a Creator

A painter wonders with dripping brush, the angle

the curve, the purpose of each intended stroke

A muse, giggles with inward imagining, indistinguishable

the slow caress between brush and hand

A palette that started in order, fills with contrasting emotion

A riot, exploding beyond the confines human fabric

A canvas stretched, lies abandoned, shunned by the afterblend

Colours protesting, in close discomfort

The painter and the muse share a quiet coffee and depart