The Canvas

by Padmini Krishnan

Her intense anger at vicious words

found form in a mix of colors

and powerful strokes

that it almost tore her canvas.

She painted in watery colors

when she remembered her lost ones.

Her canvas found pastel colors

when she paused

by the edgy hills, flowed with the

smooth stream, and became

one with nature.

Her canvas was draped in

pleasant yellow, blue navy, and pink

when she heard soft tones, caring words

and gentle comfort.

And this is what her

canvas loved the most,

If a canvas can have feelings.

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Padmini Krishnan writes haiku, poetry and short stories. Her recent work has appeared in Bleached Butterfly, Terror House Magazine, Balloon Lit. Journal and Proletaria. She blogs in https://call2read.wordpress.com/