Water pools on the surface
Beads of limpid possibility
Stagnant till dabbed with pigment
Kinetic color stretches its fluid fingers
Reaching into the textured plains of the page
Finding a home in its creases
Infusing a blank landscape with vibrant expression
Just a canvas no longer
Now it is open to interpretation
It may even be art
“Open” is a beautiful poetic sensory explosion! I loved it! Your use of so much alliteration, personification and metaphor make this a dream to read. There are so many beautifully descriptive lines…one of my favourite…”Kinetic colour stretches its fluid finger…Beautiful!!! This poem was a joy to read! The final two lines add beautiful humour!
This exudes the great power of art! Wonderful!