A moment of youthful blindness
Stole my ability to see.
A foolish choice
Took everything away,
Leaving me nothing to look at
But the walls and bars surrounding me.
I close my eyes and picture it,
All I once had when free,
And brush in hand,
I paint it back,
To adorn my new reality.
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This was written for Friday Flash 55, hosted by G-Man. Have something to say in exactly 55 words? G-Man will listen.
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sounds like someone that is starting to see again. i think painting is great therapy as well and if we can encourage that behind those bars i think it is a good thing....nice 55.
ReplyDeleteNo matter where we are we can be free in spirit. nicely done.
ReplyDeleteVery well done. Maybe a lesson well learned here. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Well done. Have a wonderful Friday :)
ReplyDeleteI'm willing to bet that there's more than one prison artist that sees it exactly that way.
ReplyDeletePatti...
ReplyDeleteThis hits you right between the eyes!
Excellent 55 My Friend.
Thank you so much for playing today..You Rock!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
Agree with G-Man - hit me also right between the eyes - couldn't have expressed it better!
ReplyDeleteI remember in the Clint Eastwood movie "Escape From Alcatraz" when the warden revoked Doc's painting privledges. Later Doc goes into the workshop and cuts off his own fingers with a hatchet. (Van Gogh wasn't the only artist who was a cut above)
ReplyDeleteYouthful blindness is such a scary thing. I asked my mother how she endured my own youth. She said she got lucky.
ReplyDeleteVery nice, but I think I would rather not have to paint my new reality. :)
ReplyDeleteYouthful blindness is something that happened to many of us- but only some of us are caught. You captured this well!
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone. I suspect that painting can help a prisoner hold onto to sanity.
ReplyDeleteWow. You fit a whole story in that 55 and tied it all up with a thread of hope. Nice job.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful in such short words. I'm glad you have your happiness at last...
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous 55. The choices we make and the consequences we suffer. So well done, PattiKen. I hope one day this person feels they can paint in color again.
ReplyDeletePain(t) the sin away... Sadly, my evil employer expects me to work occasionally for my wages and this week has meant a whole lot of lobbying, prize-giving, speech-making, and back-room politicking - oh and lots of trains and planes. So thanks for dropping by and the comments. I would add that the story has no reference to anyone I know - living or dead. And that mean my wife...because she reads the blog.
ReplyDeleteamazing one!
ReplyDeleteThis is really beautiful, enjoyed it :)
ReplyDeletePerfect photo for this 55! I'm always astounded at the artwork of prisoners. The watercolor and oil paintings in some of the cells at Alcatraz just knocked me speechless.
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