| Posted on January 4, 2009 at 10:30 AM |
She counts to three than dips her toes
In a tray of paint
Vibrant green drips, and drops
She counts to six than imprints the paper
A white space and green
Not everywhere but isolated to the lower right corner
She counts to ten than dips again
Two pairs of green
Now walking around in circles
She counts and counts again
Pacing the treaded green
Faster she goes
She counts to fifty and stops
Opposite of the corner she stands
Breathe in and Breathe out
A Masterpiece she said.
Feb.27th/2008
Categories: Poetry