The artist's hand moves
stealthily
From palette to board and back again;
Almost as if in a single stroke
As colors unfold on the canvas of life.
Slowly at first as the medium blends
And lays down the backdrop on which to compose
The outline, the structure of what is to be;
Brushing the texture;
Caressing the soul.
Soon are the bright colors flashing and glowing,
Going in every direction at once;
Yearning a structure to give some direction,
Seeking the meaning of what is to be.
Days become weary and move Oh! Too swiftly,
Demanding a signing; a final review.
Praying the images left on the canvas
Will serve as a lesson for others to view.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
From palette to board and back again;
Almost as if in a single stroke
As colors unfold on the canvas of life.
Slowly at first as the medium blends
And lays down the backdrop on which to compose
The outline, the structure of what is to be;
Brushing the texture;
Caressing the soul.
Soon are the bright colors flashing and glowing,
Going in every direction at once;
Yearning a structure to give some direction,
Seeking the meaning of what is to be.
Days become weary and move Oh! Too swiftly,
Demanding a signing; a final review.
Praying the images left on the canvas
Will serve as a lesson for others to view.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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