Life Blood
Pour the colors of your heart onto the canvas
The stark white reflects a thirst for pigment
Expression causes the blank space to vanish
A gift to be treasured by the voyeur’s vision
Let the words within, drip as poetry from your lips
Carved out from memories over the passage of time
Wellspring of emotions rushing into script
Interpretation as fluent as the gestures of a mime
Put pencil, charcoal or ink to paper reflecting the images inside
Sketching utensils rush from inkwell to linen
To transcribe those etchings littering the halls of the mind
No boundary, no box of rules on how to begin
Stream the consciousness of your soul into song
The notes are burning embers of pain and desire
The structure is a collision of moments that belong
To the string of vacancy spilling chorus into the fire
Strike the chords composed by your imagination
The audience will memorize the rhythm
Sparked by their desire for reconciliation
Music is the universal healing serum
Kyra Faith
3/31/2017 @ 3:00pm
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