The Painting
Another one I did for my class. We had to describe an object or thing in our room or kitchen. so I chose a painting I did on my room's wall.
The painting jumps off the wall,
Serene in its beauty.
Among many yet radiating bright.
Picture a house wrapped in white;
Ocean shutters, surrounded by a porch,
Standing alone in silence.
Pine trees as tall as skyscrapers line the house.
Red flowered bushes intertwine the greenery.
A waterfall flows between,
Crashing,
Into waves of turquoise.
River rock calls to me.
A little swing goes back and forth;
Waiting for a child unknown.
Pick up an apple rock and watch it ripple out.
Watch the painting go back to still,
All its beauty in.
It grows dim, begins to blend-
Waiting to come alive again.
Serene in its beauty.
Among many yet radiating bright.
Picture a house wrapped in white;
Ocean shutters, surrounded by a porch,
Standing alone in silence.
Pine trees as tall as skyscrapers line the house.
Red flowered bushes intertwine the greenery.
A waterfall flows between,
Crashing,
Into waves of turquoise.
River rock calls to me.
A little swing goes back and forth;
Waiting for a child unknown.
Pick up an apple rock and watch it ripple out.
Watch the painting go back to still,
All its beauty in.
It grows dim, begins to blend-
Waiting to come alive again.
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