Thou Art Picasso
I look hard at pieces of Picasso
for art according to
others' say-so.
No symmetry, much less beauty I see,
none in his so-called
cubist artistry.
Faces, noses, limbs and lips all askew,
call them abstract, surreal or
what have you.
Deformed, distorted images must be
loveliest to Pablo,
but not to me!
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2010
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