It was just after sunrise:
He lavished the canvas with watercolors to start:
Off whites and soft yellows and blues, mingling
Then after it dried, switched to another art
Layered in textures with oil paints singly
He painted over the backdrop of pastel hues
First puffs, then feathers and long strokes and scales
And determining to generate something new
Hooked upside-down egg-cartons to their tails
It was just after sunrise.
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