A Work Of Art Poem by Helen Crutchett

A frenzied surge adds brilliance to my canvas,
new brushes sweeping sweet abandon
paint thick from nature's paintbrush
ready for a renaissance
charcoal sketches will adorn my easel,
each daub of paint creating colourful,
coalescing cohesion...
I shall hang my painting with aplomb,
with the confidence that artists will practice their art,
poets will compose their poems
and life goes on without you.
goes on without you.