Open Poetry #21 |
My Canvas Speaks |
Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
My Canvas Speaks So soft are shadows cast by moon as I stroll through the grass this night and freckled stars adorn the sky. For eons they have shared their light. I am a man that paints the sea, an artist that paints woman’s blush, as she is nude and sits for me, while I touch canvas with my brush. I am a poet, it would seem, a man of words, of scribbled ink, but words fall short, conveying thought. At least, that’s how I’ve come to think. A brush to canvas is my world. It cannot lie, will not deceive. I paint the word of flesh and blood, in times of joy, times we grieve. A canvas lasts, as paper rots, the thoughts passed on to still be read. What he creates still brings a smile, though artist now, long since is dead. I paint the world, do so in truth. It is a record of my stay. When I am swept from off this earth my canvas will have words to say. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
How very very true Michael! You are a wonderful artist with both the written word and on canvas. What a magnificent write this is! It's a.... ~Big hugs~ |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael Many a poets words and artists brush strokes are remembered and cherished long after the artist's last breath. To have the gift to share in both ways is wonderful. Glad to see you posting again, my friend! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Like this...imagine how many times the great painters canvasses have spoken to admirer's...James |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
and in the canvas of all white you paint away on through the night to cast a gleam into an eye while I find the words to sigh |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Oh Michael, this is wonderful, sweet friend, I am so happy you are writing again, I was thinking about you a lot lately and hope everything went alright! (big hugggssssss) It is a wonderful thing to paint the world as you honestly see it, for not only do we find satisfaction and inspire others but then even after our last breath the children of tomorrow will always see what we see and the canvas only expands in beauty! (sigh) This is excellent, sweet firend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Many canvases continue to speak, as will yours. *hugs* God bless America, my home sweet home. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Keep painting Michael, in words, and canvas. Sandra |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
This is a gorgeous poem, Michael. You truly are an artist in every sense of the word... You paint lovely pictures on canvas but also with your words. ~ so glad you are feeling better hugs up to the top this one goes again.... it deserves a lot more reading... Lyra |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Well written, Michael, it's wise and beautiful. It's so good to see you posting, I love your poetry and I'm glad to have you as a friend Take care, Melissa~ "Poetry is not an opinion expressed... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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