The Artist

"I'm an artist," she says,

her foot taps the wall

she stares out the window

outside, rain starts to fall.

Across from her sits a boy

he is older than her

his eyes travel the table

but he does not stir.

She continues,

"I...I don't know why."

she runs a hand through her hair,

she casts a glance at him in total despair,

"Half the time...I don't know why I write. Why I draw."

she sighs, remembering the times he has held her in the night while she cried,

"I just...Do. I enjoy it but...I suppose...I like to make things unequivalent to me."

He raises an eyebrow and shakes his head,

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I make...pretty things. Beautiful things.

I can use words to make something you've never seen.

But...why make something so gorgeous out of dreams,

out of paint and graphite and canvas, when it seems...

me, the creator, is something so horrifying that no one approaches me?

I create visions and novels and telepathic pictures with words

images you can truly see. And yet...what am I to the world?"

she flicks a crumb off the table but can't meet his eyes

she, also, can no longer look to the thundering skies.

He laughs quietly, "I still don't understand."

She sighs, "I suppose I love drawing, I can't stop writing,"

she motions to her arms, covered in smudged black ink

all thoughts or images in her head when it was too full to think,

"But...Why make things people call beautiful

when no one can look me in the eye?" she scoffs,

"Hell, even you won't look at me."

And at this he stands, taking in the room with a quick sweep

he walks around the table and folds her hands in his own,

he presses them to his heart like the promises he keeps.

He stares deep into her eyes and pulls her close

he kisses her lips and says softly as he breathes,

"You're an idiot."

She grins.

"No one can look you in the eye

because of your beauty

You show passion and loyalty and...

I think your artwork is amazing,

but it'd be better if you were in it.

Your writing is incredible,

but not as incredible as this girl I see

here."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

:D
I don't know xD I like it though, it's probably going to be edited eventually but I like it as is for now. Everyone needs someone to pull their head out of the clouds, pop their ego when it swells, and call them an idiot when they're being one. Right?

Riiiiight XD

Let me know what you think, plez.

Reviews

[Jean]

Cute. :D

[hershey's kiss]

LOVELY
simply marvelous.
gah I want a boyfriend.. x]
just kidding.
mostly.

- hershey's kiss

[bluessadmood]

But this is so nice ,actually you never stop to amaze me..
every write you post must have some lovely things to say
This nihilistic insight ,the look inside herself is so common..
these creative people,because they give so much beauty they are never satisfied with anything but almost total perfection
Why do I write or why do I draw,I can use the words to make you see things you ve never seen
make something gorgeous out of dreams,create pictures and visions with words
my arms covered in smudged black ink,why make beauties when no one look me in the eyes
but these beauties and images you make do come from your inner beauty
who ever will not see you,and look you in the eyes
all things you do, tells you are someone very special
I would love to see and look in the eyes to someone like you
And I will never take my eyes off you
This was really lovely to read .how you told a lovely story about creative people
I really enjoyed this
lovely write..

[Bud]

This is a MASTERPIECE !!! Powerfully moving the spirit and all the warm emotions within. Definitely going into my favorites! Damn near draws out a tear! I love it, Aveira. I'm certain that young man is correct in his assessment of you! Your work reflects the creator...BEAUTIFUL!!!

[Georgia Gypsy]

OMG! this is amazing....it is perfect as is!.....prose doesnt rhyme so dont even concider the other review....it is a poetic conversation, it is perfect for those of us who feel our art is much more beautiful than we can ever be, the truth being of course we are all beautiful, lovely, and worthy of feeling that way, I love the flow, and how he knows what and how to say what she needs to hear, now if only she'll believe it is the truth!!....
as artists it is hard to accept, and become comfortable in our skin, but i think you are on your way!...
great work, :)

[Tiffany]

Some of the images are dangling a bit. In the first stanza you ryhme rain 'fall' but the image is not intrinsic to the poem, I dont know if that makes sense or not...sorry for not being more clear. This is very good. Thanks for sharing, t.