Abstractionism

Art. Twisted in all its beauty and form Beyond the sights of the ordinary man Staring bewitchingly and not understands? The canvas hangs bold, you look Forlorn Reaching out to touch the paper so worn And while walking away, you come back looking grand Continue to let the inspiration make plans To many heights like a forest of thorns Inside your mind you find a space Often you take heed in this home Notice the colour and intelligence that roam Including the brushstrokes, the artist sets pace Smiling because you understand this place Many parts of this abstract you see when minds blown! For contest “THE SONNET MAN'S ACROSTIC CHALLENGE