Magnum OpusA Poem by Angel BirdJust an idea I got ...
Did the painting look too colorless
Giving them different shapes of eyes,
Apparently the picture he desired
Painting plants, colorful flowers,
He took a step back from the big
There was something lacking ...! He just
This painting was to become his
It had to be 'Perfection in its purest'.
Yet - there was something quite not as
A lot of green there was as well as After long reflection ...
"That's it!!! Now I know!!!" he suddenly
"It's the color of the humans' skins
All of these innumerable people yet
With renewed ardour he took up his brush
Some only slightly dissimilar to others,
Taking a step back again to judge his
"Yes - this is it!!! E-u-r-e-k-a!!!"
This was 'The Tableau Vivant' he from the
It was 'Perfection in Creation'!
With men not boring themselves to death
Now they could enjoy their differences,
Surely they appreciate not being like clones.
He felt unbelievably happy!
In his magnum opus everything developed as
Every contemplator will find it amazing,
Yes it definitely was the different skin
Magna cum laude!
How was the artist to know ...!?! (copyrighted material)
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Added on June 12, 2008Last Updated on July 6, 2015 AuthorAngel BirdAbout---While my pen tries to save the impossible, the truth is seeping through the ink... © 2010 Angel Bird --- No wall however thick will prevent my imaginati.. more..Writing
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