Thursday, April 7, 2011

Wise Man: Part II

I used to be an artist,
Utterly devoted not long ago
Disruptions from reality
Preserved my sanity
When the seasons changed,
The falling leaves gave way,
The snowstorms, the blazing sun,
All these memories I have painted
Tasked not to imitate,
But simply to imagine
Fifteen minutes of fame comes with great pain
Time dulls the mind and memories fade
My world can save the past,
The cost overwriting reasoning
A picture lasting a thousand words,
Or all you can recall from a time forgotten?
I lived my life through paintings,
Until the paintings lived through me,
And then all that was left
Was for me to draw my last breath


Poem 12

19 comments:

  1. Really paints a vivid picture in my mind. I like it. +Follow

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  2. An exquisite follow up to the first one.

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  3. Wow, I really like this. Nice work. Keep it up :)

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  4. Nice. All your entries are top class!

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  5. This is one of my favorite posts of yours!

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  6. Nice poem.

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  7. Very nice short poem. I will follow you for moer!

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  8. I was wondering: Why did this need to be in two parts? They seem to follow the same type of emotion and point, just with different examples

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  9. well done I like this +followed for more

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  10. very interesting and cool. Keep writing!

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  11. Best work but I not like it much!

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