Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

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I Cut Up Her Face

In my chamber
Of artistic endeavor
She sits on a chair
Unmoving
Like a block of stone
I with chisel and knife
Cut her up
Piece by piece
She is stoic
She never cries
I see no pain in her eyes
Gently, I carve her in my vision

I will mold her
I will hold her
I will told her
Stories of my past
She will be my prisoner
Of the heart
She has no where to run
I have no where to hide

Love 
Stone cold
Emotions warm
In Silence
We both mourn
The histories
The stories
The memories

My love I created
 In Stone
I have her on display
For you too, to see my suffering
I am the sculptor

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Donna Jones March 12, 2015 at 8:37 AM Wow...the title makes you go check this out...and not disappointed.....outstanding.....ever seen the old movie the doll maker? Made me think of that..awesome piece Arthur. Arthur Vaso March 13, 2015 at 11:51 PM That's so very kind of you Donna!

Danai Daisy March 3, 2015 at 2:52 AM Am I the only one who felt the tension in the 3rd stanza Arthur Vaso March 13, 2015 at 11:51 PM Thank you

Eve Roper March 1, 2015 at 10:48 PM Good Creative write , Arthur, our art tells us a lot when we start to create in our mind, it speaks to us until we finally have it right then we stand back and admire our creation when we are done 7 blessings Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 11:04 PM So kind Eve thank you !

Andrea Dietrich March 1, 2015 at 6:35 PM this is VERY creative, Arthur. HECKA GOOD ONE. Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 11:03 PM Thank you so much, I confess I was alive when I wrote this one!

Laura Leiser March 1, 2015 at 4:58 PM Wonderful write! Great imagery! Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 11:02 PM Thank you so much Laura

Jan Allison March 1, 2015 at 3:38 AM Beautiful imagery Arthur but I found this so sad - stone cold love - a prisoner of the heart:-( Hugs jan xx Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 11:02 PM I am the King of sadness :(

Tim Smith March 1, 2015 at 1:58 AM Great creation my friend...cheers Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 1:45 PM Thanks Tim

Eileen Manassian March 1, 2015 at 12:17 AM Oh....how passionate this piece is. She is beautiful....She is your prisoner, but she won't come to life, Arthur. Lovely piece. I wrote something on a similar vein about a woodcarver. Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 1:44 PM Thanks Dear Eileen, I will have a look!! Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 1:44 PM and I might have to avoid you for awhile!! Redheads are nothing but trouble!!!!! LOL

Kim Shaw February 28, 2015 at 11:44 PM Hi Arthur, I really enjoyed this very well written poem! Lovely to read! Thank you. Hugs, Kimberly Arthur Vaso March 1, 2015 at 1:43 PM Thanks Kimberly, nice to see you!!