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Foster
7 months ago
A Sonnet: Some sketch, draw, or paint what they see or dream; Some sing, dance, or act upon world stages; Others write ream upon ream of pages In poetry or prose the thoughts they deem Worthy of the masses, or those that seem Most likely to free them from their cages Constructed with care while the world rages Rushing by, while they’re pen in hand downstream. All art has in common some precious things: Beliefs or motivations that render Their products true, returned back to sender Whether one performs, pens, sketches or sings: Every work of art shown is torn… Read more »
Truly amazing. This is for you ๐๐๐ ๐น๐น๐น
Reenie
7 months ago
I am the Canvas- I paint Your amazing Heart Your influence Iโve put On display No two Artist are The same I like to Think Iโm As Colorful As the Art I portray The passion I hold Makes Me bold To be More passionate Than The brush I hold Live your Art Youโd say Just not in A mold Break those Chains Let the colors flow And breathe You honor me Abuh- by using my painting! Itโs my motherโs heart ( metaphorically ๐) she was as colorful and bold as the painting. My poem is what she taught me. Namaste… Read more »
The art of love For it is the love of art A picture, a painting, a drawing A sculpture, a model moulded A photograph, poetry on canvas, on paper Black and white, colour What takes your fancy
A Sonnet: Some sketch, draw, or paint what they see or dream; Some sing, dance, or act upon world stages; Others write ream upon ream of pages In poetry or prose the thoughts they deem Worthy of the masses, or those that seem Most likely to free them from their cages Constructed with care while the world rages Rushing by, while they’re pen in hand downstream. All art has in common some precious things: Beliefs or motivations that render Their products true, returned back to sender Whether one performs, pens, sketches or sings: Every work of art shown is torn… Read more »
Sunsetting time stole us away
photographed into love
lost in tomorrow’s mirage
I found your goodbye.
Dark circles find shadows
painting your smile
like trees devouring light
I’m hungry for yours.
Our songs play me
like art binds our eyes
capturing yesterday
when you someday’ed me.
When you someday’ed me!
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Love that line
Beauty of love culminated
in symphonies of art
abed you and i pleasure
flushed delight to
Spark my hungry eyes..
Tears of a certain promise
bedew my exotic smile
nights splendour into days
where haloed minds in
amused verses play.
Wow! This is amazing ๐๐๐๐๐๐โฎ๏ธ๐
Wow- thank you! This place s amazing ๐๐๐๐โฎ๏ธ๐
Truly amazing. This is for you
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I am the Canvas- I paint Your amazing Heart Your influence Iโve put On display No two Artist are The same I like to Think Iโm As Colorful As the Art I portray The passion I hold Makes Me bold To be More passionate Than The brush I hold Live your Art Youโd say Just not in A mold Break those Chains Let the colors flow And breathe You honor me Abuh- by using my painting! Itโs my motherโs heart ( metaphorically ๐) she was as colorful and bold as the painting. My poem is what she taught me. Namaste… Read more »
Let the colors flow
Just breathe…
Love it. Thanks for sharing this with us Reenie. Your art is lovely.
Soo beautiful ๐
The art of love
For it is the love of art
A picture, a painting, a drawing
A sculpture, a model moulded
A photograph, poetry on canvas, on paper
Black and white, colour
What takes your fancy
POEM BY KARL WOMACK
You did great justice ๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค