Poetry

I went to a poetry reading this week and I really enjoyed it. It was a new experience to me. I think it is quite awesome that the world we live in has something for everyone. Aren't we blessed?? Anyways I wanted to share one of the poems that I heard that night. I think you'll like it!

I Can't Paint

by: Jesse Selman

You're pretty in a way art couldn't explain.

I can't pain you...

Nor do I want too; I've ruined beautiful things before.

You've fixed beautiful things before,

Mostly inside of me.

I know there are things in this world I am looking at wrong.

I need your picture to be my picture.

You see me for what I really am.

And you don't leave?

It's been weeks.

Can I ask you something?

If those legs are in fact painted on

Where did you find paint that doesn't run?

It's amazing, the way you cover ground like a tornado

Without ever moving a muscle,

I've seen you. Spinnin' like a million windmills,

Paint me a picture already, stop mixin' my words up.

When you tear up, the ocean swells.

Too much salt in your tears has left

You all washed out.

Your picture started to run when water was introduced.

It's okay. We've destroyed beautiful things before.

You've fixed beautiful things before.

Left me with a paint brush...

I'm no artist... but I feel I can fix this.