Bare Bone Canvas – Fiction

Bare Bone Canvas

by George Leon

Dismal days and darker nights,

colors clash in endless flights.

Blue to red, then red to grey,

colors flare, then fade away.

Upon the canvas the colors run,

the many shades become as one.

No artist left to recreate,

colors refuse to assimilate.

So many words a painting calls,

now silence fills the empty halls.

Once so brilliantly displayed,

now a single spotlight begins to fade.

Dismal days and darker nights,

abandoned halls, no sounds, no lights.

A single canvas, as bare as bone,

no purpose left, remains, alone.