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Essay 1
When a painter paints a picture
He must have a clear intent
For a snapshot just of nature
Has small chance of paying rent

So he adds some extra features
Meant to give Nature a hand
And removes what he thinks blemish
Casting stain upon the land.

But his painting rarely shows us
Any truth we’re loathe to see
And the warts and such are hidden
From both friends and family

Now for “art’s” sake modern painters
Throw in stuff as on a dare
Here a clock that flows like honey
There fictitious endless stair.

Seems that painting’s mostly gimmicks
Once you get your technique down
Inspiration mostly passive
Living lessons mostly drown.

No denying painter’s talent
But just what is their intent
Motivation likely money
Wine their cure for discontent.

What’s the message that lives on then?
Where the pixels black and white?
They all die in color’s hubris
And we never see their light.



Essay 2
When a poet writes a poem,
It is something he must do,
And the message he is sending
Has a purpose and it’s you!

Poets don’t just seek to dazzle,
Not their goal to be unkind,
But they’d be so very joyful
If they just could touch your mind.

Although tones give harmony
And emotion lives there too
Still the word is music’s soulmate
Shares her bed when day is through.

Words and voice are truly music
Content rich if sound’s not pure
Language that can say, “I love you!”
Should make painters insecure.

Words are pixels that have content
Never can get lost in crowd
Always missed when they are missing
Sometimes make their parents proud!

Words can never just be pictures
Always moving never still
Everlasting best expression
Of man’s pleasure, of man’s will.

“Haiku” writers please take note then,
For the writing’s on the wall,
Senryu are truly haiku,
Old traditions what must fall!

Long Tooth
July 15, 2016
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