Notes About The Poem
One of my favorite pieces, pun intended.
The Artist
A perfect moment of pure inspiration,
What a fantastic thing to have.
Catching artistic fevers from the very air around you.
Eureka.
Don’t you understand?
The graceful curve flowing from the neck down the back,
can’t you see it?
The simple, modest yet absolutely perfect line.
A forest of art suffocating sanity.
So fine, beautiful, I feel like I’ll burst.
But, something is still missing here.
What could it be, I wonder.
(Why is it whispering to me?)
Please help, will you?
I will show you,
an amazing work of art.
If I don’t create now, when will I?
I need to express myself now.
I will decorate your last moments
with these gorgeous wings.
Paint this stadium in your colors,
Stain this stage with those beautiful feathers.
Yes, this is true art.
One more stroke,
you will become my greatest masterpiece.
The ultimate canvas,
I am on the edge of great inspiration.
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