I paint by memory and days
Colours both numbered and tagged
To the bright side of my heart.
Where the thorns pricked deep
Hope is salve
And the underside remains
An old, dark eclipse.
I paint by numbers across the
warmest part of today
It soothes strong aches
1 it's how to handle what is given in love
2 without breaking it more than it has been broken
1 handle with great care
2 my hands are busy cradling this baby
1 deep distress
2 calm finesse
1 I paint with the colours of heart
2 a mural for a new day.