Avant-garde
Avant-Garde
she studies the philosophy of art, of expression, and freedom, allowing the spirit to drift of shape, of movement, of sound, where white plaques and blackened ground, streak rays of light in prolific sound to fill her pallet, she wandering on, to greet the stage this Avant-garde
where joyous pain
greets peaceful sounds in silence alone, a picture to drown her words she writes on Autumn's eve forging in anticipation
a moment unseen to fill her pallet, of greens and blues
this Avant-garde of lies and truth
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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