Canvas damp with chromatic tears
These brushed-away impressions
These barely-there expressions
These faint and flawed depressions
like mere suggestions
of the intensity
that is what my life has meant to me.
These pale, pastel patches reveal
Nothing more than shadow-play
And like whispers, none may
hear what they say
No sooner made, then fade away
in the cold, bold light of day.
(inspiration SableSwanVerse prompt ‘Watercolor’)