Monday, 27 June 2016

Painting the Sun

I was often painting the sun
Shining yellow with a smile

Bright green grass below
And clear blue skies above

But that's not where I live
It's an alien world beyond

So I've changed my palette
My colours are grey tinged

I paint my musty smoky city
Snippets from overcast past

Then brush flows more freely
I can finally be true to myself

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