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True Art

Since man chiseled rolling wheels
To help relieve his swollen heels
The muse inspires mass appeals
Expressing just the way she feels

Canvas touched by brush in hand
Are felt by souls across the land
Mosaics spun with colored sand
A tapestry on scales so grand

Heavens choir singing loud
Angelic voices well endowed
The sculptor is forever proud
Whose works outlive the common crowd

It's evident from the start
The rhythm of a beating heart
Sets man and animals apart
Mongrel dogs defy true art

Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 7/14/2023 7:33:00 PM I must sit with this one a while. I like it very much. Tho must ponder that last line (too in love with my beautiful mutt) ;), xomo Login to Reply Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Date: 7/15/2023 8:45:00 AM As a visual artist myself, I second your emotion! Randy Freie Date: 7/14/2023 7:56:00 PM Hi Maureen, Thanks for your feedback. I'm a dog lover too. That last line has a double meaning. I'm just stating the fact that dogs don't paint. More importantly, I'm aiming it at the idiots who vandalize artworks in museums to make some kind of senseless point. Anyone who destroys such beauty when they're incapable of creating it themselves, should be buggy whipped. There are more important issues going on in the world to keep them occupied for a lifetime. Even though dogs can't create works of art, their unconditional love is something human beings could take a lesson from. Pet your pup for me baby sister.