new to both wring poetry and to writeoutloud and would some feedback.






artist in the attic

one day
the boy found three old oil paintings
in Aunt Ola’s attic

from a shaft of dusty light
streaking through the attic window
he examined the landscapes

there were vintage subjects
of men working fields in Europe,
paintings of a cottage with
thatched roofs beside a stream,
and a wolf howling at the moon
in a snowstorm

he had never seen a real
oil painting before
he experienced a feeling
going through his entire body
he had not known

he knew that day in Aunt Ola’s
attic that he wanted to be an artist
he wanted to paint beautiful paintings

Aunt Ola told him that they
were painted by her great uncle
she said he had no formal training
said it was a natural gift of God

she knew the boy liked to draw
maybe you will
be blessed with the talent too

she told him he could have
one of the paintings
thrilled he picked the country
cottage by the stream

he jumped on his bike
and hurried home
he ran into the house and
told mama and daddy
that he was going to be an artist

mama smiled, daddy said
artist don’t make no money
mama looked at him again and smiled
he knew she understood
he would become an artist
and make mama proud
Tue, 29 Sep 2020 05:02 pm
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