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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
I woke up before the dawn of the day Before the flower buds opened to play I woke to the smell of paint oozing out of the tube And canvas a full of dried strokes I woke to the sound Of criticism still ringing in my ears I woke to my soul weighing me down I woke and crawled to the masterpiece Masterpiece? No. Just scribbles, dribbles, and a mind wanderer's painting Not an artist's. I woke up thinking of perfection And how it wasn't me at all I woke with a palate in my mind and a finished wonder, a beautiful thing to lay eyes upon up in my head When I reached for the brush, the image burst Colors running after water splashes them hard! It's hard to begin this morning When I can't see an end Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles today To-morrow will be dying. -Robert Herrick |
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Little_Spyro Senior Member
since 2000-01-09
Posts 659San Diego, CA, USA |
Hey, now here's something any artist (especially Casey, long story) would appreciate! Beautiful job Joy!! ![]() ![]() Little Spyro T. Dragon Watching the poets Passions' guardian dragon Moves with the rhymes' flow. Though my body be Human, my heart and soul be That of a dragon. |
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