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It's been written that
one cannot be truly close to God without being a creator of beauty. The
arts are more than clay and paint; they are pure expression, whether plain
or complex.
Poetry It's about the moment; not the
words.
Movies May be the best teacher of
history.
Theater From the time of the Greeks.
Literature Fahrenheit 451 made the
point.
The Rose and Thorn
Literary Ezine
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Expressions in a Pictured Vision
Monet flakes of floral sound
reflect on liquid phrase;
lines of gaunt require an ear
attendant to Van Gogh
panes. No full face Gothic
still life here, just wisp
of stroke to lip
and curl, through hint
of point, one eye will do
directed word to Miro you.
No stroke is lavish, Impression
scripts: Each jot, each
slavish countenance - each
cherished image overwrought, is
keystroke coldly sentenced.
Let critics ponder
discuss
debate, what is
she saying, why did he
paint. this is no photo, so plain
it ain't; we prate the shadows
you interpret. So
pen that canvas with pastel graze
or broad stroke word scene cafe days
in similes of mime
shaped ways and knowing
smiles of Impression's phrase.
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| A Reading of Thoughts
Mr. Hard Ass sees me
as some kinda nerd, or
great bespeckled bird
as I spin my web
of words; but, next
to him, his soon-to-be-ex
babe turns to mush, her lips
parting, nose flaring, our eyes
locked on, and those legs..., oh yes,
those legs no longer quite reach
from thigh to floor
anymore. Hell, I wasn't
seducing him
anyway.
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Monet Mondays
Turn up the music, drown
out my mind, this
is beyond rendering, it's
all about art, so
I vacate my body and float
up on the shelf. There
below, my
arm is a blur, as
muse moves my brushes
to canvas those walls; then
I slip back inside to
bow to peers
and onlookers who's eyes
feel deceived - how
do I manage, what powers
such expression? I have
no clear canvas to how; I just
crank up some Mozart and get
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