Arthur Vaso Poet Light Verse

Poetic Confession

I can not dance
Nor can I sing
I can not paint
Not even by numbers

So here I sit
I write line after line
Of heartache and love
Of loss and pain

I am not an artist
I must be a fool
For all of my writings
Profess my love to you


Notes: Inspired by the paintings of Edward Hopper

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Casarah Nance June 26, 2014 at 8:51 PM Ahh well, I think you are an artist and a fool and I dig ya babe. I love this poem, really fun to read. cheers my friend :) Arthur Vaso June 27, 2014 at 8:08 PM Ah with all my graveyard yard ones, finally someone digs!!!

Cherl Dunn December 5, 2013 at 6:19 PM Sweet, short, and quite beautifully done bravo my fellow souper. cheri

Eileen Manassian December 2, 2013 at 11:12 PM You are everything you said you are not....Your words dance, sing, and decorate any canvass.....Beautiful, Arthur......beautiful Arthur Vaso December 11, 2013 at 8:02 PM You are so kind Eileen! Merci!

Seren Roberts December 2, 2013 at 9:50 PM To paint is a gift, to write poetry also, the ability to give love is more than that ........Seren Arthur Vaso December 11, 2013 at 8:02 PM As do you!!!

Dr.Ram Mehta December 2, 2013 at 7:29 PM You are an artist writing and creating picture with your words, arthur Arthur Vaso December 11, 2013 at 8:03 PM Thank you so much Doctor