Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2010

Pale Canvas

by Simon Ramanauskas

Tracing scarlet etches,
On delicate flesh.

Firmly grasping,
Freely passing, until
Torn by orange tainted silver.

Crimson seeping,
Further creeping
On pale canvas.

The bleached face before me weeps.

Scarlet lines,
Etched not deep enough,
Form familiar lines of cowardice
On pale canvas

Added: 01.05.2010

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