RS poetica
An artist sublime
Red has a meaning
On paper but no color
You can read yellow
But not really feel the
True warmth of the word
One can say the wind blows
But why not a howling wind
There’s meaning in words
Strategically wound together
They paint an image
But for a pen I have a brush
For paper the canvas I have
Gessoed white and smoothed out
Magenta, yellow and cyan
Mixed with black and white is all I need
No dictionaries or thesaurus
Nor rhyming words indeed
I can create the image
Show the warm, cold and breezy
But does it have meaning
You can say:
The somber tomorrow
The melancholy night
The eerie chirping of the birds at dusk
There is meaning and it can be felt
But how to put THAT on canvas
Pigments of midnight are
Blue, purple and black
Sorrow is filled with
A pallet of mucky paint
The kiss a couple shares on paper
On canvas is filled with colors
Colors so vibrant and warm
So warm it triggers
The butterflies that flutter inside
Black on white
Though try as they might
Can’t bring forth the rainbow
Roygbiv they dance in the sky
Just like on this pallet of mine
Yet how to intertwine
Meaning in words and images
The everlasting contrast of
Black and white forever dance
On paper trying to communicate
Saying all that the voice says
Rambling on about nonsense
About love, hate, joy, life,
Anger, revenge and death
As letters dance on paper
The brush performs
A pa de deux with paint
The canvas as their stage
Readers and viewers alike
See the meaning within
Seeing, feeling, realizing
Sadness, happiness, loneliness
Feelings with meanings
Somehow it all works
Whether on paper or canvas
With words or images
Meaning is determined
Attained because of what’s within
Red has a meaning
On paper but no color
You can read yellow
But not really feel the
True warmth of the word
One can say the wind blows
But why not a howling wind
There’s meaning in words
Strategically wound together
They paint an image
But for a pen I have a brush
For paper the canvas I have
Gessoed white and smoothed out
Magenta, yellow and cyan
Mixed with black and white is all I need
No dictionaries or thesaurus
Nor rhyming words indeed
I can create the image
Show the warm, cold and breezy
But does it have meaning
You can say:
The somber tomorrow
The melancholy night
The eerie chirping of the birds at dusk
There is meaning and it can be felt
But how to put THAT on canvas
Pigments of midnight are
Blue, purple and black
Sorrow is filled with
A pallet of mucky paint
The kiss a couple shares on paper
On canvas is filled with colors
Colors so vibrant and warm
So warm it triggers
The butterflies that flutter inside
Black on white
Though try as they might
Can’t bring forth the rainbow
Roygbiv they dance in the sky
Just like on this pallet of mine
Yet how to intertwine
Meaning in words and images
The everlasting contrast of
Black and white forever dance
On paper trying to communicate
Saying all that the voice says
Rambling on about nonsense
About love, hate, joy, life,
Anger, revenge and death
As letters dance on paper
The brush performs
A pa de deux with paint
The canvas as their stage
Readers and viewers alike
See the meaning within
Seeing, feeling, realizing
Sadness, happiness, loneliness
Feelings with meanings
Somehow it all works
Whether on paper or canvas
With words or images
Meaning is determined
Attained because of what’s within