Live, If I Must - Rough-nfc

My mind is stripped of crippling inhibitions
It rummages, unfettered with mundane thoughts
delving along beveled edges of a distorted mirror
as though it sees inside my sutured heart
In its scarred reflection is a sanguine painting
An original piece of bloody abstract art

In translucent shadows
shades of red interlace, light and dark
revealing with candid strokes
the sad validities of stresses in life
Paint drips in globules from my brush
bleeding onto a canvas of fleshly white
Emotions revealed with intense veracity
as the aureate sun fades, lost at dusk
I turn away from the glow of moonlight

Emotions unmasked, I've taken a stance
that allows me to paint a somatic portrait
Visions discovered while I sat in a trance...
ochre and crimson oils, sorrow runs black
Bloodletting hues whether in a painting
or in poetic lines of a caged poem, I trusted
would always remain closed... but
the rusted door has been flung wide open
Released is this motley conveyance titled, 
"Live, If I Must"

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

July 11, 2024 at 6:48 AM

Dear Lin, I just loved how you inked and word painted such a powerful message about art's therapeutic and revealing nature expressing the importance of emotional honesty. I think you inked and expressed it so well, showing the necessity of living and expressing oneself despite life's inherent struggles. I especially loved the title, for it expresses the overall poem’s message, "Live, If I Must," for it truly suggests a resigned determination to continue living and expressing ourselves even in the face of hardship. – Blessings, My Friend, Daniel