The Arts

another circa 2005, shape poetry

The
                  Arts.
                  My life.
                  This is my
                  Music, emotions
                  Set free in pitches
                  And rhythms. Poetry's
                  Partner in lyrical crime.
                  It steals your thoughts and-  
                  .    makes them its own, swims
                  .      In your mind, and heart.
                  .        Out of eyes, in the paints.
                  .         verses reflected on canvas.
                  .          Choruses painted in faces'-
                  .           Conveyance limited only by
                  .            The tempo, beat, the mood.
                  .             ........................
                  .             Each verse is a thought-
                  .             ......................
                  .             That is paired with a-
                  .             ...................
                  .             Color, a shade, an
                  .             .................
                  .             Emotion. Poetry:
                  .             ..............
                  .             Verbal music.
                  .             ............
                  .             Music: sung
                  .             .......
                  .             Art.
                  .             .
                  .
                  .
    I ask you what.
  Are nocturnes but
nightscapes for the
Blind.   What is our
Poetry but a Glimpse
  Into one's realm
      Of being?

Reviews

[fireblossom]

Well conceived and smartly said. You are a good enough for me to call you a poet. Keep it up.

[Dane Osborne]

Sickeningly good. An expression of what we do as a justification and a redeeming force amidst the unwashable filth of our flesh. What defines existence is creation and destruction. Through creation we justify our wormy and nasty inhabitance by giving it beauty and through destruction we have the continuance of the permutation of life and the realization of our finitude. This had an amazing rythm and flow and some extraordinary lines.
I ask you what.
Are nocturnes but
nightscapes for the
Blind.
That was an amazing line

[James Paulin]

Very impressive! Theme, shape and form all in a harmonious concept. I see you have big imagination and an intellect to accomplish your creative ideas. Well done!

[Lucia Morgan]

oo, fancy format.