A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 98

Day 98: “Painting”


Sometimes I think I could be a painter

I like to wet my brush

And see what I can create


I always start from something else

Usually an Albert Marquet painting

I like the nature

Mixed with European architecture


I see how well I can mimic


I take creative liberties

Usually on the colors

And dumbing down the design a bit

To something more in my wheelhouse


I have a lot of fun

And am almost always proud of the finished product

Even if my paintings look best when you’re standing far away

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 47

Day 47: “Inspiration”


I look out the window

See the sun shining through the clouds


I listen to new music

On repeat


I watch a classic romcom

And feel nostalgia flooding me


I lay down

After a busy day


I move my muscles

And stretch


I take the bus

And sit on a worn, weathered seat


I pet my cat

And cuddle up to her


I talk with my loved ones

And give tight hugs


I cook

Paint

Clean


I see beauty all around


I’m inspired