I Am ArtA Poem by modtoddincMetaphor rememberI need an outlet... Not a copper penny But definitely a shock A return to zero Flat. Straight Line. Described by some as "Follow the light" Or, "God, not tonight" But I am dark. An all absorbing ink I conquered the light Long ago, Now I think Trying, I survive Humbled to myself as I Dwell and worry... It's morosely pleasing To be less than The call, or in a hurry As is truth grossly squeezing To be more than Its parts, So Am I... bursting as The Arts suffering and manipulating The order of waste I must create... Anew am I Viewers look, Judge and debate As I wait... and wait and still wait. For Ever and ever and ever And ever, Again. A Live Wire. © 2017 modtoddincAuthor's NoteReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 28, 2016 Last Updated on January 7, 2017 AuthormodtoddincTacoma, WAAboutI write what I feel with honesty, and integrity. I love art in all it's forms, especially poetry and multi-media. I love to read, watch movies, play music, and study comparative mythology. I hope to o.. more..Writing
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