eclipse Posted February 2, 2018 Share Posted February 2, 2018 Sonny Hathaway the landscape painter had a stroke which made him blind, his wife had passed away a month earlier, he had been working on a painting of them both before his stroke. Sonny had a dream that night about his wife, she had her fingers pressed against the bedroom window, he was woken by fingertips pressing onto his eyelids, a pair of hands guided Sonny to the canvas to help him finish the painting of him and his wife Sonny could see the painting but not his wife. Sonny went back to sleep, saw his wife, they left for paradise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted February 2, 2018 Share Posted February 2, 2018 Hi Barry, I like this new you. Your poem clearly tells a poignant story. I miss the old you. In the clarity don't throw away the imagery that is so unique to your writing. I didn't always understand the old you. But I admired your unique way of expressing images. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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