Art, like vows spoken in silence.
Gazing upon that which I love to alter
Mine to change to a deeper beauty.
That tender tone, one shade, one ray
The tints that glow, oh ponderous and lingering light.
With boundless sways of purple and gold and blue
Pray for tomorrow to spread its wings;
Muse pause to rest, night's smile and stars surround me
For Art’s pale breath; silent as the snow spirits
pauses only briefly, yet sparkles dimly still.
Dawn’s light reignite the brightest magic
Where loving outshines the soul.
Tired spirit awakened, let hope pursue me
Whisper softly Muse, embrace me
My passions most cherished suitor found.
~*~
Gazing upon that which I love to alter
Mine to change to a deeper beauty.
That tender tone, one shade, one ray
The tints that glow, oh ponderous and lingering light.
With boundless sways of purple and gold and blue
Pray for tomorrow to spread its wings;
Muse pause to rest, night's smile and stars surround me
For Art’s pale breath; silent as the snow spirits
pauses only briefly, yet sparkles dimly still.
Dawn’s light reignite the brightest magic
Where loving outshines the soul.
Tired spirit awakened, let hope pursue me
Whisper softly Muse, embrace me
My passions most cherished suitor found.
~*~
Author notes
'Nothing Else Matters' when it comes to being creative, least of all the house work! I decided to write this in an archaic style, as a love poem to Art personified. Hey what the heck, it's Valentine's Day!
If at all interested you can find some of my heart's delight here
http://www.picturetrail.com/blondeoverblue
A contest entry
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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draft
I like the general idea in this poem, but the language that you use sure makes it difficult to get a flow or a rhythm and the meanings of your words are a bit unclear and generic. Why use archaic language, when you are writing about the art that you are doing now in the 21st century? That's a question which keeps on popping out at my brain.
I think this may work better if you tried to personify one piece of art, and in so doing created a portrait of a work of art.
But then again, i'm a grumpy old man sometimes, so please don't mind me if you disagree with my suggestions.
Cheers,
Myron -
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Thanks...
for your feedback, always appreciated. Although I love creating modern arty stuff, my poetry seems to fall more comfortably into archaic language. Maybe I'm just an old romantic at heart, or using different sides of my brain for creating objects and language, who knows! I'll give it some thought though.
Kat
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I couldn't have said it better myself blue,
to me it is the dawn. thanks for reminding me.




