Canvas

Canvas

A Poem by Angel of Chaos

within the palate
lies the gift of true colors
capable of birthing creations
with violent ecstasy
the Crafter's hand is the tool
in their mind lays the craft
upon the canvas opens the story
of how this picture came to pass

© 2013 Angel of Chaos


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I enjoyed this piece. You've got a lot of good sounds going on, which is my very favorite thing in the whole world for a poem to have going on. I think the word "true" when you're talking about colors is a little weak compared to some of the rest of the work. You've got this "violent ecstasy" happening right after and I think that simply "true colors" is not living up for that. I think changing that one word to something with a bigger punch can help a lot. The second half of this poem is also a little devoid of your magic. We lose all the imagery and it becomes telling and not showing. I think that if you tell us about the Crafter's hand (because Crafter's have beautifully complicated hands) and his canvas it will really push this poem up to the next level. I really, really hope this helps, and if you get the chance, I'd love it if you would stop by and offer up some criticisms on my work. I'm gonna go read more of yours now. :P

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Chaos

10 Years Ago

thank you for the criticism.. I have always struggled with my writing.. to me it always sounds so el.. read more
Shawn M

10 Years Ago

We all struggle. Either that or everyone lies. :P But keep up the struggling, people are here to hel.. read more



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:-) to say I get it is an understatement

poets are painters
words as colors
forms for brushes
your ear their canvas

painters are poets
shades as sounds
hues for voices
your eye their page


Posted 10 Years Ago


Angel of Chaos

10 Years Ago

thank you so much.. I love this. :)
Dispersus

10 Years Ago

you're quite welcome

Peace
I enjoyed this piece. You've got a lot of good sounds going on, which is my very favorite thing in the whole world for a poem to have going on. I think the word "true" when you're talking about colors is a little weak compared to some of the rest of the work. You've got this "violent ecstasy" happening right after and I think that simply "true colors" is not living up for that. I think changing that one word to something with a bigger punch can help a lot. The second half of this poem is also a little devoid of your magic. We lose all the imagery and it becomes telling and not showing. I think that if you tell us about the Crafter's hand (because Crafter's have beautifully complicated hands) and his canvas it will really push this poem up to the next level. I really, really hope this helps, and if you get the chance, I'd love it if you would stop by and offer up some criticisms on my work. I'm gonna go read more of yours now. :P

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel of Chaos

10 Years Ago

thank you for the criticism.. I have always struggled with my writing.. to me it always sounds so el.. read more
Shawn M

10 Years Ago

We all struggle. Either that or everyone lies. :P But keep up the struggling, people are here to hel.. read more
A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)................................

Posted 10 Years Ago


Angel of Chaos

10 Years Ago

Thank you. I just got onto this site so still finding my way around.
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

Welcome to the site...You will love it...A lot of nice people and talented ones...:).................. read more

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Added on December 14, 2013
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Angel of Chaos
Angel of Chaos

my home, FL



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I attempt at what I call my scribbles.. my words are not eloquent, but they get my message across. Some of my titles may seem dark, but there is always a message in there. Cut Me Open is one of these,.. more..

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