The art of Art is creative spirit Knowing how to string emotions Into ideas and twist those strings Into ropes with which to swing From proverbial trees.
Find a metaphor in the street And a simile on a strangers face Hasten the mind to look deep And then forget how to swim And forget how to breathe.
Make a masterpiece from destruction Even if it means using blood as ink Turn about face, conquer the darkness And learn that Art is the sake of artistry When the soul is free.
very nice it's rhythmic and jolly 2nd stanza is my favorite. very creative and inspired. I don't understand "masterpiece of destruction" but the line next to it suits Lord Alfred Douglas' saying: 'All good poetry is forged slowly and patiently, link by link, with sweat, blood and tears' or how W.Carlos Williams shortly said: 'Nothing whips my blood like verse' so you're on the same page there beautiful ending last line is quite to my liking and I can relate to it very well. I am a fan of arts, so I treasure this poem very much, especially written with such wording skill. Thank you for sharing it with me. Cheers
So true this poem, so true. :) I too enjoyed the rhythm, very happy. And the picture is also amazing! It links with your poem so well. Very much enjoyed. :)
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haha, i love it. sort of a dark feel to this one and you know how I love dark poetry. wonderfully written my friend. another great write in your collection of many. -peace
