When your thoughts are 
A canvas bleached to 
Perfection
And your visions
Sketch a Japanese
Garden with
Koi ponds gleaming
To welcome a
Sunrise 

A mosquito
– a dark speck –
Lands on
Your dreams
Sucking your 
Fuzzy hope dry

Why deceive
Yourself in the mirror 
And pen a fairytale 
Between the lines
When you know 
The chapter was drafted
On Halloween night

Sometimes clowns
Emerge from the shadows 
Their laughter a mix of
Dark and bright

There is nothing 
You can do
Trapped in stillness
Until the clock
Strikes midnight 

But the sunrise
Sprouting from
Darkness softens
Your fears
Across the canvas 

And there is nothing 
You can’t do
In the beautiful pastels
Of your new dawn

Seize the brush
Paint your world
Any shade you want

Halloween’s
Gone