Open Poetry #44 |
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The Life Of an Artist |
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impact Junior Member
since 2009-03-07
Posts 27 |
Primal instincts fulfilled far more frequently when the left brain is left out Critical thinking coated in cigarette smoke and perfectly cooled beverages Art flies in forms of bodies connecting, while textbooks tumble to the edge of the bed Music and good spirits lay equations to rest Chalkboard dust fills the room, Containing the remnants of the inner-workings of other peoples minds History is rewritten with a personal picture attached, The long nights spent sprawled on the floor as you fervently laughed The creators of beauty of feeling were forced to sacrifice A part of their soul, a part of their life To lay out the maps Equipped with breathing legends To help logistic learners, Learn lifes less logistic lessons Three cheers for our hard work Traveling to islands of our minds uncharted Through the pain, the insane and the projects we never started We're grown and developed into entities of empathy, which may be the hardest But that is the life, The life of an artist |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"Primal instincts fulfilled much more frequently when the left brain is left out Critical thinking coated in cigarette smoke and perfectly cooled beverages Art flies in forms of bodies connecting, while textbooks tumble to the edge of the bed" ......more often than not ![]() enjoyed this |
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since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
SO many images to sort through, right-brained moments prevail when art rules the moment. Gathering together images and re-creating something new, something with a unique point of view....that is true art. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
From one artist to another you have painted this poem well... ~ARH |
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impact Junior Member
since 2009-03-07
Posts 27 |
thank you for all the replies everybody! I've revamped this poem and taken it to a new extreme and I'll be posting the new version soon. I'm using it as a slam poem. xx |
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