Bryn Strudwick Poet Rhyme

I Know What I Like

I KNOW WHAT I LIKE

I don’t know an awful lot about art
But I do know what I like.
When I see a painting of a horse
I like it to look like a horse
Of course.

And grass isn’t blue and sheep aren’t purple, 
That’s certainly not what I like.
When I see a picture of a wood
I think the trees should look like – wood
They should
I don’t like paintings of women
With eyes where their navel should be
And legs growing out of their head.
I mean – only hair should grow out of their head
God said

Yes, I like paintings to look like
What they’re supposed to be
If somebody painted a picture of me
I want it to look exactly like – me
You see?

Though Rubens women were chubby,
All their bits were correctly located
And Constable’s hay cart
Looked just like a – hay cart
THAT’S ART


4th March 2019
Contest - Creativity in Visual Art

Sponsor - Line Gauthier

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Carole Duet March 19, 2019 at 3:02 PM Hi Bryn! I just laughed out loud for real when I read this one. It is just perfect in my book. I am an artist too and I totally agree with you. And, the way you added a short rhyme at the end of each verse is just great. Love it. Congrats on your win...and FAVED...of course, Horse.

Line Gauthier March 5, 2019 at 3:33 PM Love the shoot-from-the-hip humor of your poem, Bryn. Bravo on your gold medal win.