I WANT TO PAINT

I want to paint the sun smiling down at a gorgeous island.

The eagles soaring the skies scanning for prey and the fireworks shooting into the sky making a colourful picture, monkeys chopping metal as though it were grass and the silent ripple of the stream as it flows away into the distance lake were it glistened in the moonlight sky as fish floated by.

I want to paint wild fires flickering in the blood red sunrise.

A pack of wolves howling at the silver whispering moon and the faint memory of my long lost granny the smell of creamy milk chocolate filling my nose with a sweet smell, reselling of the autumn leaves as children running around screaming.

I want to paint a bright blue phoenix spreading its furious green wings.

I want to paint my thoughts rushing around in my brain. I want to paint a sunset with numerous colours shining beautifully. I want to paint the warmth of a cup of tea.

I want to paint the end of this poem!!!