Living Expenditure

Living Expenditure

A Poem by Lalli
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Art is being seen as an expenditure and is being removed from our schools... This is a topic that needs a spotlight!... so here it is! ENJOY!

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Painted gracefully with calligraphy strokes

Pale pastels accentuate the spirit of art

The texture of dried oils emphasize

While abstract images breathe anxiously for interpretation

Its proof that a dying art still lives

Redemption of Michelangelo

An acknowledgment of Da Vinci’s third eye

As vividly creative pictures are conceptualized then painted in literary form

 

It’s a culmination of styles

An integration of diverse cultures

Showcased in written and spoken forums

Whether read by a million bloggers or heard at live venues with a small audience

Self expression becomes inspiration

And inspiration has the power of the endless

With the ability to create a fresh start out of a finished line

Smooth steps are placed ahead a rugged path; it renews minds

Doorways open to new perspectives

As narrow hallways expand to new dimensions

Broadening bridges to the disconnected

The forgetful can recollect old memories

There may be conviction to reconcile with the unforgiven

And sympathy can be directed to pain we never knew existed

 

Inspiration is the birth to the spirit of art

It burns masterpieces into history

It transcends revolutions through the speeches of dignitaries

It takes dreams beyond the boundaries of limitations

And it changes lives instantly through epiphanies of interpretation

Because art is the heart of the people

And heart

Is the Human Element infused with ART

 

So when I heard that educational expenditures were under review

I never thought art would be viewed as expendable

But now they strip it down layer by layer

With a varnish that tarnishes the beauty of creativity and the therapy it provides

If art becomes oppressed then what’s next?

A world of black and white

So erase, wash clean and leave the color wheel blank

There will be no water colors to swirl infinitely today

No colors to blend in and out of unison

Or will journalism and biographies be the only literary left to read

As we try to strangle creativity until it can’t breathe

 

I have faith that a dying art will survive

Since it has kept a pulse through more debilitating times

Procreating a new generation of artists that live to inspire and are inspired by living

They are the light that reveals humanities HUES

The colors will remain

They will never fade away

Because the spirit of art lives in the heart of the people

© 2012 Lalli


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Lalli
Lalli

Phoenix, AZ



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