A Vision Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

Itching to get out
is a vision.
a vision I see
in every midnight's dream,
in every day's thought,
a vision is itching to
be seen.

A lift of a paintbrush,
dazzling vivid color
threatens to dive onto the page.
the paintbrush does a tango,
a twist,
it dances across the page with ease.
it flows with the grace of a swan.

Colors fly onto the page
as if being thrown.
lines mesh to create an image.

I look at the page
first realizing the content of
this art.
it's the vision that I see
in every midnight's dream,
in every day's thought.
I gaze intently,
and...it's you I see.