“Canvas of Creation”
Beautiful beast of bark,
stand as a shield.
Shadows shower the creatures,
that roam beneath.
Dancing does echo,
in a darkened field.
Whispering winds kiss,
the painted leaves they meet.
Somber streams with hunger,
beg to be fed.
Curtains of gray soaked cotton,
tarry with tears.
Squeezed by the sky,
soft emotions are shed.
Pleasant pellets of passion,
prance to the cheers.
Nature tucks her sun,
under a velvet sheet.
Dusk brushes the day,
with strokes of violet and red.
The icy breath from a breeze,
chases the heat.
Seduction shines,
as the moon steps softly from bed.
Night drops down,
bringing a blanket of mirrors.
Ships of the purple heavens,
stars sail without yield.
Silence sings for the dark,
a song for his ears.
God sets forth a clear canvas,
for this one is sealed.
-Kirk David Finkbeiner-
Awesome!!! The imagery is great. thanks for letting us read it.
thanks for the compliment
Very vivid animated descriptions. I just got a little lost on the way. Nicely written.
“Canvas of Creation”
Beautiful beast of bark,
stand as a shield.
Shadows shower the creatures,
that roam beneath.
Dancing does echo,
in a darkened field.
Whispering winds kiss,
the painted leaves they meet.
Somber streams with hunger,
beg to be fed.
Curtains of gray soaked cotton,
tarry with tears.
Squeezed by the sky,
soft emotions are shed.
Pleasant pellets of passion,
prance to the cheers.
Nature tucks her sun,
under a velvet sheet.
Dusk brushes the day,
with strokes of violet and red.
The icy breath from a breeze,
chases the heat.
Seduction shines,
as the moon steps softly from bed.
Night drops down,
bringing a blanket of mirrors.
Ships of the purple heavens,
stars sail without yield.
Silence sings for the dark,
a song for his ears.
God sets forth a clear canvas,
for this one is sealed.
-Kirk David Finkbeiner-