Tag: the sunday muse

Let me paint you one picture
a house, where home had fled
before the onslaught of decay

Musty now and rust in every nail;
where paint has peeled I'd bring
fresh coats of turquoise blue

These brushes primed
would soak away the shabby chic
where once it glowed afresh

Where are the folks? the family?
three faded baby portraits
curled with age

Forever they'll remain earth-brown
where the sparse grasses still bow down