Sunday, November 15, 2009

I'm Not An Artist by Alma de la Melena Cox



I'm not an artist.
Yes you are.
Palette ready. The door ajar.

Life is waiting, easel bare.
Courage to create. Is that fair?

Brush in hand, forgive and forget.
Say and not say, with some regrets.

We paint over, not quite ready.
Hand is shaking, but sometimes steady.

Designing the line, straight or curved.
I pick a path, it feels absurd.

We choose the colors, laugh and cry,
do and not do. Our choice, to fly.

Canvas is full, heart and mind.
Space is needed, but where's the time?

Art is speaking and what I see
dark or light, depends on me.

I'm not an artist.
So you said.
Life is waiting, I'll paint again.

1 comment:

Katie said...

This is beautiful and heart felt my friend :) love you.