It's not the obvious that is seen.
Painted by the artist brush.
But impressions left between,
within a patron's mind's eye rush.
Something faint on the canvas,
yet so undeniably there to see.
Perceptions of an enamored novice,
mysteries layered miles deep.
The unbrushed strokes so vibrant,
impacting all the various hues.
Images portrayed in ultraviolet,
shimmering impression by the muse'.
Monet's,Renoir's faintest mellowed strokes,
subdued dreamscapes seem to float.
In a list
A contest entry
- Be inspired by Beating.
425 points, ended October 28, 2007, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Excellent
Wow. What a powerful and well penned creation. So deserving of the gold. Congratulations.
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This is a very lovely poem A wonderful sonnet
it flat crooned and sung to my heart and soul
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wow. so much said in so little words. I'm impressed. The wording, the rhyming... everything just goes so well together. I like how you say there is a difference between what is observed and the impressions that the artists brush pain. So poetic. Love it!
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Thank you Snow White for the gold and for hosting a contest with an interesting theme.
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some nice ideas
the relationship between the work of art and the observer, "impressions left between", "something faint on the canvas yet so indeniable there to say." -
i loved this poem, so vivid and insightful.Very creative, i enjoyed reading this, thought it was very good, and you clearly have a talent for writing, well done,. take care and never stop writing xoxox
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