Seduction
The canvas is my suitor. It holds me in its sway,
seduces me with reaching arms that draw my brush its way.
I paint upon its surface and in turn it draws me out.
All those pains I hide inside on canvas learn to shout.
It stands mostly unnoticed when others are around,
attracting no attention and making not a sound,
but when alone, it prompts me to bare my soul to it,
and all the angst that crowds my mind finds a place to fit.
Written for this prompt: https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/08/01/what-do-you-see-145-august-1-2022/ Image by Marti Alonso @ Unsplash
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
This is a beautiful take on the image Judy. Thanks a lot for joining in!
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Thanks, Sadje. I think I finally got the URL for your prompt in my favorites bar so perhaps I won’t miss it again.
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Thanks a lot Judy.
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A lovely poem to go with the picture.
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LOVE this one!
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I like this. This line especially, All those pains I hide inside on canvas learn to shout.
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