Watercolors (Acrostic) Poem by Butch Decatoria

Weeping waifs' diluted Journals

A sleeping dragon's cloud, bleeding soft blues

Taming Lions with brush and stroke of hues.

Efferent pastels to demure flower with wet elation's

Revered soft pining of colorful jubilation,

Canvas of new and in blind white fields

Of untouched imagination, whispers, bends.

Longingly the colors bleed, the heart ascends

On painter's opus deeper seas, the vivid soul's

Recollection of raindrops, splash of heaven.

Silken gossamer dreams of us there and then.