Aging Artist's Lament (Song Lyrics) Comments
Wanna tell you a story in paper and paint
The words don't come easy, sometimes colors grow faint.
Just a simple story, it's truth to impart,
Of Life's conversation, a gift from the heart.
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Happy New Year Dr. Fab! Am not familiar with this compilation; could you direct me? Am in the process of creating a new poem for Ode to the Arts. Will have it in by the end of January. Marianne
Hi, Marianne, please, tell me.. what about adding this lovely 'music-poem' of yours, 'Aging Artist's Lament ', to the compilation ''Our Chains, Our Dreams''? Take care F
Happy New Year Dr. Fab! I'm sorry, I don't know where to access Our Chains, Our Dreams? Let me know and I'm sure I'll include, Aging Artist's Lament. Am now preparing a poem for Ode to the Arts which I'll have in by the end of this month. It takes me forever to write my poems; I go over them, and over them. Wish I could be as prolific as Pamela Sinicrope or Barry Middleton is! But I paint too, my excuse! Love, Marianne
been trying to answer this comment for two days. Poemhunter? Anyway, tell me where to find Our Chains, Our Dreams?
Love the song. I just listened to it on your website. I also love the artwork on your main page. 'Life's conversation...a gift from the heart.' I'll happily listen to your stories all the way to the end of my road. The song is so Appalachia. Love that too. Lots of love today. Thanks for sharing yours and for being such a supportive artist.
Pamela, I don't know how you find the time to be such a terrific poet, and also so supportive of your fellow travelers! Thanks again! marianne
Beautiful poem and loved listening it with music in the voice of Ron Bushey. We all have little reservoir of stories but only few can express like you do.
A WHISPER OF LIGHT LONG INTO THE NIGHT (internal rhyme) This is golden line. It's a carefully modulated expression of the impact of learning; an assertion of our small but vital presence in the vast universe. Everything ages: the earth itself is five billion years old, I myself am 1333 years old - just joking - I'm really just under 70. I like the fact this poem doesn't disguise or hide age, but confronts it for what it is, a rushing stream that will someday run dry for us all. We may not live as long as a mountain but we can appreciate the vista FROM ITS SUMMIT
Daniel, again you have expressed exactly what I was trying to say in Artist's Lament. It is so hard to realize your productivity is finite and the end is rushing at you so soon. Although, my favorite teacher, worked on Huge canvases until she was way into her 90's. Tatiana McKinney was a remarkable artist and teacher!
A well articulated sonorous train of thought, nicely penned in poetic diction with good rhyme scheme. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Marianne. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Hope you'll go and listen to the melody Ron sings. It is penned like a mountain folk song from the Applachian mountains of my North Carolina home state. Thanks again for your kind words. Marianne
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This strikes a chord with me. We follow many threads during the reveries of our lonely hours. It would be a shame if the natural musicality of those thought-trains could not be enshrined and crystallized into artifacts. I began writing poetry late, but it has been a consolation, because I feel the webs I spun won’t all vanish into the void.
Thanks so much Denis. I'll be sure to read some of your work too! If you haven't already, go to my website (needs updating; all my new paintings are on Pinterest) Mariannelarsenreninger.com to hear mountain balladeer, Ron Bushey sing this song. Thanks again.