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[aid] => mick
[title] => If Only
[time] => 2009-09-08 06:15:00
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[bodytext] => She runs her hand on it; for the gazillionth time. It feels smooth. Roughly smooth. It isn’t milky white. It’s dirty on the corners,dog-eared from the edges. The front part torn and ripped apart; like it had been raped. The pencils lie in the corner. Desolated. Not serving their purpose. Just. Lying there. The wooden palette lies empty. Neat and clean. Colorless. Perfectly residing in it’s own little corner. The paints are left undisturbed. Perfectly smooth. New. Unused. The brushes lie like a virgin. Capped. The bristles smooth, clean, pure. Untouched. Unused. And she just sits there. Looking at the sheets. Searching her mind for something to come out. Trying to get the picture out of her mind onto that paper; that’s all she wants; that’s all she needs. She wants it to flow from her mind onto the dog-eared scrap. She wants the lead to do it’s work. To run about frantically on the paper; to sketch. She wants the palette to be full of colours; full of new shades. She wants the paints to be used. She wants the brushes to give off colour; to add colour on the canvas. She wants it all to gush out in one go. Sigh. I miss painting. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 48 [informant] => torontowriters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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