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With these twelve words...

art has no restrains 
there is nothing that can chain it down
no fabric that can not be broken from.

*FoRm?
>that de...pe...nd...s.<
WHAT duz iT reSEMble
fOrM doth [come {inallshapes)
AND sizes!

"pun,ctu?a:ti-o;n!?
proper,?
maybe"!
,maybe. not'

another language?
je ne sais pas,
throw  it in and try.

no Geek gets on
a computer and 
wonders what the rules are

it's their fingers singing
on the keyboard makes
them Euphoric not the stops 
that would enslave them.

John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
translated Beowulf in the nineteen-twenties
he himself never published it. Writers write.

Writers? Brothers
real and sisters
pure. Whether a rhymer
or  a  clever charmer 
with words you scorch
accept the handed torch.

your artistry in question?
but it is your lifeline
awakens your senses
you feel alive.

pick up that guitar...
remember when the strings sliced
...like razor blades
drew the blood you painted with
...a collage
Star Wars in the background 
your name etched in the foreground...
it was you
...you were it
only the optical counted
"damn the torpedoes full speed ahead"...

these twelve words, yes
but also you were so much more than that
your heart in every write and in every write music
oh how your words did sing, still speak in harmony.

In the night sky like a Pentagram 
a single star burns bright!

In the background  there is a galaxy,
in the foreground the artists name,

it reads Chan Hurst!

A new beginning
Rest In Peace.

Maurice Yvonne
15~11~2014
Sponsor: Cyndi MacMillan
Contest Name: A WORD COLLAGE FOR CHAN HURST

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