The blurred lady in the painting She was feeling quite intrigued If the Artist would finish her Or leave her so,nude,blurred,decieved. So she asked the Artist: What will become of me ? I know that i am your creation I hope you will find inspiration To complete the painting For the painting is me. The Artist replied With a quick stroke of the brush: _Be patient, for inspiration comes slow It never appears in rush So don´t hurry my creation For i am wainting for that sensation That will add your finishing touch. So the painting with a smile Said her thanks to her creator And asked her if she could tell her By what grace She should adress her Suni Replied with a smile the Artist As she promissed not to forget her.
...here´s a poetry,i was feeling inspired. Does it suck ? It does doesn´t it ? :(
The blurred lady in the painting
ReplyDeleteShe was feeling quite intrigued
If the Artist would finish her
Or leave her so,nude,blurred,decieved.
So she asked the Artist:
What will become of me ?
I know that i am your creation
I hope you will find inspiration
To complete the painting
For the painting is me.
The Artist replied
With a quick stroke of the brush:
_Be patient, for inspiration comes slow
It never appears in rush
So don´t hurry my creation
For i am wainting for that sensation
That will add your finishing touch.
So the painting with a smile
Said her thanks to her creator
And asked her if she could tell her
By what grace
She should adress her
Suni
Replied with a smile the Artist
As she promissed not to forget her.
...here´s a poetry,i was feeling inspired.
Does it suck ?
It does doesn´t it ?
:(
lORD, I have to study you poem and get back to ya :D
ReplyDeleteThanks for taking you time Diogo you surprise me every time time :)