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this log that laid upon the ground
was hewn by hand with gentle care
envisioned by the sculptor's eye
whose hands took time to stop and share

this canvas filled with brilliant hues
that thus depicts the artist's views
regardless if I understand
has shared the soul and art of man

a mother's eye rests on her child
despite the pain of birth, behold
of nature bad or good she smiled
her art worthy of more than gold

as man's redeemed by poet's pen
for those who read the written word
the beauty may be line or form
while art is in the voice that's heard

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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

14 years 3 months ago

Hello,

And welcome to neopoet! My favorite lines of your poem are:

this canvas filled with brilliant hues
that thus depicts the artist's views
regardless if I understand
has shared the soul and art of man

Great rhyming and natural smooth flow. I hope to read more of your poetry soon.

always, Cat