Life Like a Painting.

Life; like a
painting. I am
of such art.

Words alone
but show - nor fear
feign it's line,

Were such a
piece, to stand the
test of time.

The hues may
sigh, but lines, they
do not part,

And I can
tell, by reason
nor by rhyme,

Since it stood
before me, life's
bow and dart.

Fair canvas.
It was desire
shot a heart.

Reviews

[Crusaderscross]

Very well written piece. You draw a pretty descriptive picture here that brings the reader in and keeps him there. Your choice of words in really well done. I will continue to read and review your stuff. Great poem.

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this has a old english feel to it...great write

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

your canvas is wondrous human body shaded with mind and enhanced with perception beyond sight~ tantalizing gentility in the aura of the write~