Never have I drawn or painted
though I regard my body as my instrument
With it and voice expressionism I create
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my goodness Sandra D you are a great poet! ! ! ! this poem really got to me and made me feel like I was in that poem when I read it. Absolutely A-M-A-Z-I-N-G
While you paint I will scream a symphony and teach you the melody rhythm of my painted instrumen............................wow...oh what kind of art, as it was the first portrayal of Adam and Eve onto the day of eternity, across the necessity of organic evolution cutting the edges of art of paints by colors flicking from rainbow, lest blue may ever rejoice over lofty chest of wide sky, most passionate write yet with imagery and metaphors,10+++, thanks fo sharing
Only one statement ' artist is small part from the dramatical subject sometime is good and another time is hypocrite. your poem is excellent
excellent write a salve was your love it was ecstasy left me breathless, cradled in love now I swell. : -) is the Song Of My Love
I appreciate your adventure. There lies the art of cosmic creation. All else is recreation. God made sheep and we made Dolly And in doing so was our greatest folly. CP