From the Artist's Loving Brush
From the Artist's Loving Brush
- by - Bob Atkinson
before advent of cameras
before a photograph
before instant gratification electric
there came what sure would pass
pass for capture of a moment
pass for emotional ties
to a world shoved away from us
a world of lost goodbyes
nature hates a void for life
so she fills those needs for us
to collect what now exists
to show those created from future dust
what came before, where and how
what ancestors looked like back then
and how, in their leisure time
they did laugh and grin
how people lived before one's era
life-like paintings needed thus
brush strokes of frozen rhyme
and people being seeded by lust
we react with pure emotion
when someone produces grand
paintings of a moment
when nature showed its plan
this finds a need and fills that void
with an artist's loving hand
so we in distant future
can get emotionally branded
touched with imagination
of so many years ago
how they lived, how they loved
how us they did sow
I feel an obligation to shout out
what the arts mean to me
emotions tied to a rock
as people planted future trees
later, when science made for us
machines which froze the time
we could move to abstract themes
in paintings, sculptures, rhymes
this leaves me with an empty heart
"Art d'Cor's" not my game
wish we'd left this good alone
as photos bring me pain
not true they're not real
oh no, that's not because
I feel they leave no emotion
from an artist's loving brush
Copyright © Bob Atkinson | Year Posted 2019
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