The taste of iron
Dampens the pallet
Artistry like no other
Skilled in execution
Adversities fate lies
Upon blank canvas
Vapid and untamed
Open yet foreboding
The glint in his being
A means of portrayal
Characteristic in task
Chill in finite result
In wake strides on
Stepping o’er past
Histories bedding
False mysteries
cheers wild thing there were a number of themes and contortions running through my mind at the time i must admit plus i hadnt slept for over 24 hrs so it probably added to the mess i was trying to create lol
<Deleted User> (6895)
Mon 17th Jan 2011 18:19
Good poem Mr Alan!being open to lottsa interpretation-suits me sir!-SW
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Emma McCourty
Wed 19th Jan 2011 10:13
Hi! thank you for commenting on my recent poem. I like this a lot. you start the piece on a sensory note of smell, this is powerful and relates the reader to the piece. Its open meanings are clever too.The last line is lovely-Histories bending false mysteries is a great notion. :o)