Smear the Stars

Across your canvas, smear the stars

And paint the world you dream to paint;

The world’s unleashed its ugliness:

But you – you have escaped the taint


Like Pegasus, you’re born to fly,

Though be it just on handlebars –

So paint, with all your tears and hands,

And take your rightful place

Among the stars


Photo / picture credit : © Nastyaglazneva | – Child’s picture of flying horse

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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