Looking close at the blank canvas.
Impressions he wanted displayed.
Stroking slow and pressing his brush
an image came forth from Monet.
Laying dormant all of Her life.
Her moment in time had arrived.
The feelings She felt from within,
were delicate strokes, brushed by him.
They were gentle and soft to feel,
and made his love all the more real.
She was sad to feel him finish,
as Her tears fell and relinquished.
He assured her he'd never leave,
and in Her Heart She felt so pleased.
In completion of Her He saw,
His Masterpiece hung on His wall.
Michael Tor
I asked my Lord Jesus
to help in writing.
Inspired by my late
father Rene, a hobby
Painter and Sculpturer.
Also inspired by John
Watt and his PoemThat
Starry Night a Poem
about Vincent Van Gogh.
Categories:
sculpturer, beauty, creation, desire, love,
Form: Personification
Attitude, is of an enduring and an uplifting person
Gratitude, to give thanks and admiration for all those who do write
Respect, giving it for all of the greatest of the writers before
Excellence, is for all the high-level writes that he or she do put on page
Attributes, of a skilled sculpturer and an artist
Tenaciousness, of a cheetah or lion running for a meal
Perseverance, in thoughts and hard worker in deeds
Observance, to the rules, no copying of anyone leads
Elementary, for to be simple and clear, yet of the highest complexity
Total, of potential reached and enrichment of all their readers’ needs
Categories:
sculpturer, appreciation, poetry, poets,
Form: Acrostic