Today, another brushstroke;
The artist poised,
With ever trembling pencil in his hand;
A rough, uneven canvas;
And so he sighs,
His strokes are like the shifting sand
Somehow the tones are different,
The picture wrong
The first intent somehow misplaced;
And though he tries with patience
He cannot claim
The lines which he first proudly traced
Genre
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I love this!
Very nice! I'm looking
Very nice! I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.
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very nice!
"Sometimes even to live is courage."
-Seneca
great work
Lovely Ezra. I like the way you captured the frustration of unattainable perfection - something everyone can relate to in their own way in their own lives. My one thought is that in my head I always say "reclaim" rather than "claim" when reading your piece. Great job.
Excellent!
Nice job Bro!
We are waiting for the long-promised invasion.
So are the fishes. ~ Winston Churchill