Shadow Sentinel

I am one with this painter’s hand,

Sheltering me within this gray glove, out of sight.

I am Leonor’s shadow sentinel, we will not be banned.

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My tail imprints an oil tattoo for all to understand,

Our mark in the world is a graceful, playful sight.

I am one with this painter’s hand.

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Yet others say we are disgraceful and misunderstand,

Leaving us to bare our scars from the fight.

I am Leonor’s shadow sentinel, we will not be banned.

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Thrusting through a narrow threshold, to expand,

Sensual symphony on full display to delight.

I am one with this painter’s hand.

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A deafening roar of chaotic thoughts splashes across the muted land,

Some will embrace, and others stay uptight.

I am Leonor’s shadow sentinel, we will not be banned.

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Tis no matter, my presence hidden like the grains between toes of forgotten sands,

For my weaver of worlds dares all to excite.

I am one with this painter’s hand.

I am Leonor’s shadow sentinel, we will not be banned.

Image source: https://thesurrealatelier.wordpress.com/2015/08/30/leonor-fini-the-sphinx-of-surrealism/