How to capture it all?
I was no photographer
My paint brushes, I have retired
And words simply do not belong
On a cover
The same way they fit
In my mouth, or march along the surface
Of these pages.
How to capture it all?
The sounds, the smells, the...
This poem was inspired by one of OmeletteDanish's stunning art pieces, an image of hands tied together by a vine with a dandelion at its tip. Link in the in-line comment here to check out her works. (They're AMAZING. She's so good with blending in the colours and making any visual pop out with emotion.) ---->
I'm trying to get back into poetry. It's a little depressing for New Year's Day, which I only now realize, but do not worry! I made a more cheerful poem after this one. (Keep an eye - or should I say, an ear....out for it.)
;)
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