• MARY ANN FROM HIGH SCHOOL

      You might have been a bit like me

      I read you were an artist

      I tried to find you in your art

      I couldn’t find you

      Did you find you? There,

      In your art?

      Did you hide in landscapes?

      Disappear in a tear?

      Rage in abstraction?

      Spill in color?

      Did you play with form and texture?

      Did you follow the rules

      Or

      Follow your heart?

      Unabashedly splashed

      In watercolored prisms mirroring your soul?

      Was it a life lived out?

      Out loud?

      And

      Are you painting still?

      Pablo and Kristina
      5 Comments
      • This is a fine read and piece of writing Tina, You tell a story within a story. It feels like these are blended into one, the ending opens up so much like an open door, much enjoyed the read! Greets, M

        • @Morganna Thank you for your kind words! I love your writing, Each of your poems are like paintings; visual glimpses into the mystical. They are fascinating reads. Thanks so much for sharing!

          • Thanks so much Tina, glad you enjoy reading my poetry as I do writing it, your poetry is fresh and inspires, gratitude for your being blessings M

        • Wow Tina…

          This is wonderful…

          Love the splashes of rhyme…

          I very much enjoy reading your work..!

          <#3

          • Thanks so much Pablo! Appreciate you!