no Artist, no Poet

Written by: Vickie Ortiz Vazquez

no Artist, no Poet
Vickie M. Ortiz Vazquez

I am not an artist
So, I doodle
Play with shapes, colors
Juxtapose
Yet, I am no artist

Inscriptive, descriptive visual symbols come about
Recognizable shapes, not what it seems
Misunderstood at first glace
Driven by a part of me you do not know

I am not an artist
So, I doodle
Play with shapes, colors
Juxtapose
Yet, I am no artist

Lines meet to reveal a thought
Experience
Fuel by what has been heard
Watched 
Felt
Syllables merge to form words, sentences
Beliefs

I am not an artist neither a poet
So, I write
Use words to paint my thoughts
Yet, I am no artist nor poet

Black book to grey notebook
Symbols meet; apart by soft-hard covers
Thoughts described
Driven by the woman, teenager
Childhood memories
Stitch by a common thread
Me, myself and I

I am not an artist
So, I doodle
I am not an artist neither a poet
So, I write
Yet, I am no artist nor poet

I am life’s fool
Touch by moments of inspiration
I am nature’s creation
Design to loose and gain
I am society’s product
Branded by many labels
Constricted, tormented by my “brothers” and “sisters”

I am not an artist
So, I doodle
Play with shapes, colors
Juxtapose
Yet, I am no artist

I am not an artist neither a poet
So, I write
Use words to paint my thoughts
Yet, I am no artist nor poet

Work in progress
Life’s path
Unfinished piece, lifetime work
Brush strokes, wide-simple yet complicated
Narrow path full of passion
Torture
Bristled brushes with primary colors
Endless possibilities
Motifs floating about

I am not an artist
So, I doodle
Play with shapes, colors
Juxtapose
Yet, I am no artist

Expressive words delineate motifs
Continuous mark with an end
To express what cannot be said
Mumble within me without escape

I am not an artist neither a poet
So, I write
Use words to paint my thoughts
Yet, I am no artist nor poet

I am life’s fool
Touch by moments of inspiration
I am nature’s creation
Design to loose and gain
I am life’s fool
Touch by moments of inspiration