Brittle feeling
…clear as glass
Emotion boils
…growing fast
Passion looms
…preceding Hate
Reason flees
…Anger stays
Expanding fear
…Trembling, lost
Tainted memory
…unwholesome cost
Tired aching
…reaches deep
Starves the body
…of restful sleep
Failing expression
…empty recess
Shattered reality
…unsettled rest
Understanding
…retreats within
Once again
…despair will win…
















Comments
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"Art does not depict exactly what the artist sees, but it is a picture of the psyche of the artist as he perceives the world around him." -Tim Hinck
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Thanks Kylie...I"m glad you likey!
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When one has dealings with scholars and artists it is easy to miscalculate in opposite directions: behind a remarkable artist one not infrequently finds a mediocre man, and behind a mediocre artist often a very remarkable man.
thanks a lot sweet.
...have a huge project that's looming to keep me distracted anyhow!
*scuttles back to the drawingboard*
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When one has dealings with scholars and artists it is easy to miscalculate in opposite directions: behind a remarkable artist one not infrequently finds a mediocre man, and behind a mediocre artist often a very remarkable man.
But I'm glad you are ok now...I know how well we can get into a mood sometimes...and it sometimes seems that we enjoy it for awhile. I certainly create my stuff when I am in an altered state of mind...but of course that is forced sometimes...and then it's not depressing enough of a mood to create some of the art I need to get out of my head.
I have a constipated brain...like a clogged drain...I need roto-rooter for my mind!
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...and it's only the giving that makes you what you are.
Thanks so much!
Yes...those altered states of mind can do all sorts of interesting things to one's work...can't they? ~_^ LOL.
I've always found poetry to be an excellent for of release when the emotions start getting all bottled up inside. Sometimes...I just write whatever comes to mind...sometimes there a bit more focus to what I'm trying to say....
This morning's poem...just came out of nowhere and demanded to be written...so write I did! But it definitely did the trick...for I am muchly bouncy happy now! YAY!
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roto rooter for the mind... *dies* I though that was what Lovecraft was for....
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When one has dealings with scholars and artists it is easy to miscalculate in opposite directions: behind a remarkable artist one not infrequently finds a mediocre man, and behind a mediocre artist often a very remarkable man.
That's what I should do! read some H.P. ...yeah. thanks, hon!
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...and it's only the giving that makes you what you are.
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Am I the star beneath the stairs?
Am I a ghost upon the stage?
Am I your anything?
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If I'm obnoxious then you're just noxious.
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