Until I Met You

I was a painter until I met you

One day I jumped 

when the earth opened up

and here I am today,

stuck on your words

that blew me away

Now I can’t stop

I’m almost over

the top,

up, up, up!

I never saw so much beauty


elated to play

I was a painter until I met you,

your words just blew me away

Rushing home at the end of the day

I never knew I had so much to say

I opened my mind

to dive upon 

the gushing waters

of time,

never once looking 


all my sadness swallowed 

by the tide,

Spat back


my creativity died.

I was a painter until I met you,

One day.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

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#Poetry #Painting #Wordsmith #Freeverse

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