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Friday, July 22, 2011

Poem of the Week

This week at Jingle poetry the theme was  Painting whispers. And of course there were many spectacular
Entries on this wonderful theme.  I decided this poem matched our theme to a perfect T. and I hope everyone will agree. With the title the same as our theme, this is Paining whispers byVinod NaraYan
He stood in front of the vast canvas
As large as him, No larger than him
Every color crisscrossed meaningfully
Stopping and merging with others at will

He sat down on the lonely viewing bench
Pinning his eyes on the colorful maze
He longed to get inside the artists mind
To see the creativity beyond the colors

The colors slowly melted away
And strokes of a pencil peered out
Then they too disappeared inside the canvas
Leaving just the whiteness to witness

He looked deep into the blankness
Burned by life’s scorching maladies
He saw the artist, his brush and the colors
Unhurriedly, Stroke by stroke they moved

He sat like that for a very long time
Till the artist was done and colors resurfaced
He knew he had walked through the painting’s life
The whispers of the painting that no one could hear

You can find more of his wonderful poems at; http://www.vinodnarayan.com/ Please go visit him today.

Next week’s theme is on my favorite subject Nature and Life yippee! So be sure to join in this Sunday At 8pm (CDT) and like always you have 72 hours to post a poem on the theme or just post one of your favorites! Can’t wait to see you soon!

This is Luna at http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/ and until next time, Write on!


Jingle said...

deep, smart piece.

well picked one.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful and a fascinating take on painting... Inspiration galore from this! Thanks for pointing it out, Luna!

ds said...

"He knew he had walked through the painting's life"--what a perfect way to experience art. Lovely poem. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

Yes the deserved accolades...