If Only The Paintbrush Could Talk

If Only The Paintbrush Could Talk

A Poem by Uneek

Colors flew from my brain & suicided

onto the fresh canvas...

( Clean - Naked - Ready to be used )

so I eagerly transformed it

into an Expression

Of life

& feeling & wonder

...love...

Swirling hues of heartache

contrasted by a silver lining of hope,

All poised high upon a wall...
Destined for admiration

By inquisitive minds,

but only I can sing

Its true song.

© 2014 Uneek


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Poetry.... Is the answer the the riddle. Youve done a very fine job of letting the brush speak. I very much enjoy the movement of this poem. I do like the color. Its rolls like a wave. And i'm also curious to see it in black and white... it might have some hidden beauty revealed, who knows. Such a vivid opening line, imaginative, one that easily invites my own to create an image of my own thoughts leaping to their death upon the page or canvas... If I find admiration along the way, then icing on the cake. Inquisitive minds... if im lucky. And if none of any of them worthy.... it matters not, for as you say... Only I can sing its(my) true song. Very nice to read. Thank you Uneek.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Uneek

10 Years Ago

Terry, thanks for the amazing review! Glad you can read between the lines & pull your own definition.. read more



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The opening line grabs your attention sucking you in to the beauty of your flow

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Uneek

10 Years Ago

Why thank you Gracey!!!!!
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a well expressed concept poem...excellent writer

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Uneek

10 Years Ago

Why thank you, Mark! Short & sweet :)
I don't usually like all these different color'd fonts in poetry, but it works here, and gives your sentiment extra oomph, like the concept here, well said Uneek.

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Uneek

10 Years Ago

Frieda, Thanks for reading! And commenting!! Im not sure what made me decide to use color, as I usua.. read more
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Sometimes we have to listen to the muse, and he/she is right on! My pleasure, I love the sentiment .. read more
Poetry.... Is the answer the the riddle. Youve done a very fine job of letting the brush speak. I very much enjoy the movement of this poem. I do like the color. Its rolls like a wave. And i'm also curious to see it in black and white... it might have some hidden beauty revealed, who knows. Such a vivid opening line, imaginative, one that easily invites my own to create an image of my own thoughts leaping to their death upon the page or canvas... If I find admiration along the way, then icing on the cake. Inquisitive minds... if im lucky. And if none of any of them worthy.... it matters not, for as you say... Only I can sing its(my) true song. Very nice to read. Thank you Uneek.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Uneek

10 Years Ago

Terry, thanks for the amazing review! Glad you can read between the lines & pull your own definition.. read more
Erica... just wonderfully pen your pen flows with such ease... Love it !! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Uneek

10 Years Ago

Debbie, I always love to hear from you. Thanks doll, so glad you like :)

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Added on February 10, 2014
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