Brush Strokes

splatter soften detailed fun
it is not I who fixates upon the sun
blindly
defining truth
in a painting half done.

restricted within the frame,
the art needs stretching
beyond measured plain,
without room to expand
when weather doth change.

but art always growing
within each day
and music's constant movement
is reason the crowd remains.

from extravagance to
gallivanting
placed upon the floor
filed among the unsuitable
while the artisan explores.

in search of true engagement
a moldable canvas
and colorful paint
to find the true beauty
that fits within the frame.