PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

where the paintings of tides left by the uncommon flinch

unhappily hang

one will subsequently observe the holes that were drawn

in the unresolved theory of the last big bang

know that astronomy and art are not bonded brothers of

ease to be placed in just any similar place

yet their origin's steps like that of their confused

creators are not so difficult to locate and retrace

the taste for the experiment of magic leaves bittersweet

mirror able memories to die restless and alone in such

a stark and chillingly haunted hall

yet their ( the paintings) obscurity is felt solely by

and in every rash spirit that is light enough to draw

such talents though are rarely recognized by the

collective viewing all

but those who do themselves experience the pain beneath

their gentled beauty are still blinded to exactly what

the hidden inner artist once so sadly saw

and that is where the true rub lies

in all the portrait's empty faces, through out the

carefully landscaped pebbly sands and in the unseen

yet modeled look of the haunted artist's so death like

filled eyes

for at that last creatively inspired moment

what he saw and was able to capture was not life so much

but the finest form of an almost flattering death

as he envisioned its so loving abuse

his tears trailed slowly after each sad brush stroke

and every shallow breath.................

(Jan 31, 1993 am)