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The Painter Painting Life
Contributed by
InexactExactness
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Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 10:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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The painter paints a lovely trend He developes something new He compromises another color He leaves the canvas blank The painter paints with all black He makes the canvas darker He mirrors the images of a past That he knows he can't escape Like a flood flooding the South Pacific He floods the canvas grey He floods it until there's nothing left He floods it until it's drowned All he needs to know is nothing All he needs to see is everything Common sense plagues him While it ravages his mind Bewildered and still so calm The colors fade together Astonished by the words That speak through him on paper The painter paints a lovely trend He remembers something of old Of a time when something different Stopped the suffering and cold A time when nobility meant something When honor was a virtue But he sees those colors fade now And there's nothing he can do So he paints what he knows On his canvas of nothingness He relishes in his idealism And is content with times regressed
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Re: The Painter Painting Life
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 12:34:42 PM AEST (User
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Oh how beautiful is this one....this is a masterpiece i shall say...art upon art upon art is what i see here...he paints what he knows on his canvas of nothingness...that line captured me soo deeply...im keeping all your poetry and printing them out i hope you dont mind....your poetry is so beautiful my friend...you certainly have a way with words...Don't ever stop writing because i'll be lost without being able to read your poems...
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