Art And Loving

Tendency is, to apportion Love: like slices of iced sweet at a party braying festive, 2 playful swipes at a swinging, loaded donkey (not the husband this time) toffee for the dear loyal mate -- allotment of love, for precious children; for all our Prayer-family, appealed a canopy of blessed shade, like that bible gourd, cat and dog needing, also, some petting reward – no special reason...just because -- to the poet, as with painter, superseding costume body of flesh, art is voice-echo and representative image one's deeper beating sentient part ventricle tools, the writing pad, the brush... more poignant the words, broader the expansive, lyrical stroke: ruled paper or mystifying canvas~ the soul, a bottomless well from which to creatively draw fluid destinies for controlled dabbing abundant dashing-splashing spirit-inspired awesomely appealing saturating pour --