Sunday, June 2, 2019

Charles Brumfield writes


Inside the art gallery
I pondered the painting
A black sheet of canvas
With small white dot center.

And I wondered just what
The painter could feel
As he made that white dot
Stand out in the darkness.

Then she entered my life
And I suddenly found,

                 I am the painter
                 The darkness is me
                 Life is my canvas
                 The white dot is she.
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Black with White Spot -- JeffreyJeffrey

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