Andrew Crisci Poet Rhyme

Rime Couee-The Old Artist

The old artist embraced squallor,
resisting riches, halting ardor;                                                            
his large paintings remained indoor.
With dust on their canvas,
the images started to lose their color...
as his tears flowed across.

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Carolyn Devonshire July 12, 2011 at 12:21 PM Dear Andrew, this poem is so touching. My heart goes out to the artist whose talent has been unrecognized. I would have ranked this much higher. Congratulations on your win in Dr. Ram's contest! Love, Carolyn

John Freeman July 12, 2011 at 7:08 AM Andrew, a nice ideal for a lovely presentation, Congratulations on your win. Agape, Moses

Carol Sunshine Brown July 12, 2011 at 5:25 AM Congratulations Andrew on your win in the "Rime Couee" contest of Dr. Ram Mehta. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 11, 2011 at 2:18 PM Congrats Andrew on your fantastic win with this new form and brilliant beauty entry my friend.. awesome words..luv..

Dr.Ram Mehta July 11, 2011 at 2:02 PM My congratulations on this win in my contest, Andrew

Doris Culverhouse July 8, 2011 at 5:52 AM sad....I feel the winds of change in my bones.