Clear White Spirit

Clear white spirit
Translucent like glass
I pour it into a jar
There’s no time to waste
With a hog bristle brush
Charged with oil colour
And a newly made canvas
Half the size of a door
I’m ready to paint
Peace and war

A clean white spirit
Clear as pool water
With the smell of prehistory
Or of the ocean floor
Why can’t I see you
What you really are
A purified liquid
A liquid star
Trapped by humanity
Inside a jar

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012