Poetry Studio

(Text used: My Name Is Georgia by Jeanette Winter)

I've always known what I wanted to be
an artist
At home
I drew pictures of
what I saw

At school
I drew statues
in museums
I painted
my teachers' ideas

When school days were over
I walked into the sunset
I felt the wind
I painted
day and night

I went to be where artists live
in canyons of steel
I lived in the clouds
and painted
what I saw
so people would see flowers
the way I saw them

I went to the desert
far away
by myself
I gathered bones
I painted what I saw
red hills
the Pedernal mountain
over and over again

I painted the sky
so people would see the sky
the way I did

I painted the last cloud

I laid my brushes down

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