Open Poetry #27 |
Tomorrows Sun |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
This bold brightness blinds my seeing clearly, The high heat of summer sun shadowless, It’s just the sweat that makes my eyes teary, That and the unaccustomed to brightness. In the soft light glow of tomorrows sun, And through is the time of sun, surf and sand, When leaves brighten to colors of Autumn And night rules more time than sun on the land; Then my eyes might turn to just a redness When the thoughts of you touch my soul dearly. It might take till the coming of the snows It might be when the new spring flowers come, Now I think of you and emotions shows In the harsh brightness of the summer sun. Gloom |
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paleskingirl New Member
since 2003-07-28
Posts 6 |
but poetry is art would you tell the abstract painters that they don't know what they are doing |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, paleskingirl, For taking the time to comment, Even if it had nothing to do with this poem. And to answer your question, Yes, I have told abstract artist I thought their work devoid of skill, I have been critical of artist that splatter paint or let a chimp do it. I state my opinion and don’t hype it as anything but that. And despite the assumption, by emimor_angel and perhaps you, No where did I state that is wasn’t poetry, I kept that opinion to myself. I offered only critique on how I thought to improve your writing. I didn’t realize your skin was pale and thin also. Gloom |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
So heated, descriptive and in love, a thought.. I wish for you, a breeze. Great write |
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