Art That Reflects My Heart

At the time of my decision later in life,
I was not a neophyte nor did I experience
an inhibition in using my paints and brushes.

I had loved to draw since I was a child-
mostly enthralled to express dolorous scenes
like that of the Virgin Mary with baby Jesus,
reflecting in her eyes God's Providence
of the sadness of what was to come.

When I decided to study at a local art gallery
under the guidance of a well-known artist,
with his direction, the smolder of my artistic
talents came to life like a raging fire.

At first, I did flounder with techniques,
and with getting to know other gallery artists- 
some noted for their pompous bombast-
others by their bizarre or lecherous art;
but, most were humble and gentle, like me.

I polished my unique style of oil painting,
mostly seizing the beauty and peace of nature-
winter scenes, a dark, lonely tree in the fog-

and too- the joy, sadness, or pensiveness
of the human expression through portraits-
art- and obsession- that reflects my heart.


May 29, 2019

~2nd Place~
Contest: Eight Word Free Verse
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 06/21/2019

Words required to use: neophyte, inhibition, dolorous, 
Providence, smolder, flounder, bombast, lecherous

arthow i feelfree verse

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