Open Poetry #10 |
Canvas souls |
GreyMouser Junior Member
since 2000-10-20
Posts 17 |
A canvas, life does use of us to paint its whims and fancies on our virgin souls. If good times, pastel colors represent, then charcoal black must trouble surely sketch. Our truths outline with purest oxide white while lies are washed in bile yellow strokes. Let anger rule and war will splash each hand, drenched sanguine, which no sovent can dissolve. What hue and shade of pigment does love brush that stains sad tears until no blue remains, when two who mix upon one common pallete, stroke wet soft hues that their eyes only see? Such portrait of sweet love they blend of each, beframed in gold, to last throughout the years. |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
I am glad you unveiled this painting in passions..so lovely mike.. ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is a beautiful canvas indeed! Very lovely, Mike! Denise |
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Rainydays Member
since 2000-10-21
Posts 324 |
GreyMouser, how skillfully you've used colour's symbolism in this deep and detailed piece. I very much enjoyed it. Thank you. Rainydays |
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GreyMouser Junior Member
since 2000-10-20
Posts 17 |
Thank you all for your kind replies. I wrote this as a practice of sonnets but wanted a different feel to it.. *s* Mike |
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