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bouncing-splitpin — The Artist
Published: 2005-10-10 21:27:16 +0000 UTC; Views: 90; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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The Artist picks up his brush,compelled to paint his mind.
Feels the urge to hurry, rush
as he rests they remain confined.
He paints with bold and hurried strokes,
art begining to take form.
He paints at first her childish hopes,
and knows his work is not the norm.
He finds at last it holds the truth,
steps back and hopes to show the world.
Thinks maybe it can be the proof,
and show just how her life uncurled.
The picture left for all to see,
faded, cracked, alone, is me.
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Comments: 3
wow thats a really good poem, it flows nicely from line to line. the only thing i will suggest is structure your poems a bit more, cos with all the lines bunched up it looks like one huge stanza. If you look at my poems you notice that most of them have two line stanza structures. its easier for people to read and sometimes also easier to write
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ok thank you, i was going to split the last bit but only that. i'll keep trying to structure but sometimes i dont like it like that! damn im just irritating i said i'd try though!
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thanks very much! *glows because she was called clever*
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