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A great artist is always before her time or behind it

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A great artist is always before her time or behind it

As she clutched the embroidered paper, she wept, observing her tears sprinkle as they percussed the paper. Watching her droplets marinate, she was reminded of a certain pebble she tossed across the waters upon a heavenly cloud as a child, glancing at it in its attempts to clutch the current as it shimmered across the creek. Brushing the wandering dew from her cheeks, she peered sullenly towards the window as the snow danced in its patter against the mirrored pane. Bravely, she stood, aware of her head as it lowered in overcast almost to its own accord. As she grasped the stool beside her, she hurried, wearily, and approached the window and forcefully opened it. As she liberated the air, she sympathised with the tender wind that kissed her cheeks as it lost its direction. Befallen, she succumbed to the tearful weight her eyes whimpered and gracefully fell upon her bed, clutching the silken overlays as she swooned like an osprey with an artistic temperament.  Hiding herself between two pillows in a divine light, she glanced up to the tapestries as they moved gleefully to the melody of the moonlight's breeze and the howls of forsaken souls lost in the lands afore. As she focussed on the symmetrical elegance and the rich refinement of tragedy, only then did she realise that art was the only way to run away without leaving her home.

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  1. Date: 6/27/2013 8:28:00 PM

    A tapestry of word weaving.....enjoyed. SuZ

  1. Date: 6/22/2013 4:32:00 PM

    Your pictures painted in the colors of metaphorical fantasies delight and we read your heart by reading your words.

  1. Date: 6/18/2013 10:16:00 AM

    Okay, I had to read one more before i mosey off. a very delightful poem Benjamin, is was nice reaching in to find the art inside and out side of her... lovely*luv ~ SKAT ~

  1. Date: 6/18/2013 10:07:00 AM

    Captivating!!!

  1. Date: 6/18/2013 8:48:00 AM

    amazing write Benjamin, this write is really touching, and with this write you painted every bit with a clear sight for me to visualize, enjoyed your write ~always, Linda