These Days
These days,
long, sun-drenched,
smelling of sunscreen, salt, chlorine, sweat;
These days,
baseball caps, swim shirts,
sand-squishing toes and
cannon-balling clear blue;
These days,
I paint
not in oil or watercolor,
moments forever on canvas.
I paint words,
nouns and verbs and
oh, so many adjectives,
Aching to capture,
to hold,
to preserve forever
these days.
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