A Naked Canvas

Stands ready by

Window's fading light

It's promise unrealized

Haunted by an

Undermining dream

Keeping his will at

Bay, stealing his 
Inspiration's dream

Suspended, warped by

 Time, blurring his
Canvas, cloaked in
Darkness, when yet another

Spark hovers overhead
 Roaming through shadows

Transient, gnawing away

At his vulnerability.

Edwin James


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