Most recent thing I have written. I saw an old painting of a woman online and it made me wonder 'Does anyone care about it anymore?' I guess someone must to have put it online, but I still don't think someone does. She wasn't smiling of course, beautiful, but triste. Well, that unknown woman in the portrait was my inspiration for writing this. (The picture to the left is not the portrait) View table of contents...

Submitted: Jul 23, 2008    Reads: 32    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Shadows gripping at the golden frame

Darkness seeping into the artist's name

Sad is her expression into the night

A new moon gathers into the faded light

Rain pours onto pale blue eyes

Stained walls run from water as if it cries

The house watches as she dies

Her lips beg for the sun to rise

Paint drips onto a tarnished floor

Black as ink from her bosoms core

All that is heard is the closing door

And The Maiden’s portrait is nevermore

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Catherine

wow. even though it's about a painting, there was alot of emotion in it. I completely get where you were coming from--just wondering if anybody even cares anymore. it was beautiful. :)

Posted: Jul 23, 2008

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Thank you. ^-^

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