To an Unknown Artist

Posted: August 11, 2015 in default

at http://dversepoets.com/this-is-us/ today we are dipping into history and the world of nameless artists

Light is yours to command.
You will use this energy,
a magician
casting burning into shadows
where it scatters black into fearful places
leaving it to tread lightly across
mercurial paths. Opening furnace doors
you allow molten photons to pour
across canvas
shaping and reshaping into colours
that cling to your eyes.

With brush and sight
you weave patterns
pulled from nebulae
that have been created
by a sorcery above thinking
until

paint
and mind
and flames
and vision
flare
and die.

You sit spent in dark, head on chest
your name locked in the brush
that hangs limp in your hand.

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Comments
  1. So many unknown artists whose work slips away into darkness. Really great imagery in this.

  2. Oh.. LiGht Art
    inspiRating othERs
    long after fire dies
    in art of eyEs..
    inspiRing LiVes
    greater
    reneWabLe
    battery
    kNoWn..:)

  3. What a wonderful description of how paint can shape something from reality.. How often it’s forgotten, and maybe found again,

  4. Abhra says:

    “a sorcery above thinking” – that is so true. I like the journey of an artist that you build in here…thank you for joining my prompt.

  5. MarinaSofia says:

    This sounds almost like a demiurgic creator – hints of universes and larger than life things lurk at every step.

  6. claudia says:

    wow – what an artist – eh…. sounds like he’s working up quite some magic and way beyond the usual creating

  7. light is what makes art work, and your poem catches the light and spreads it. Wonderful.

  8. kanzensakura says:

    I do like this story you have crafted. Your poem indeed catches the light of creativity.

  9. gailatthefarm says:

    And the paint tells us what it must become…wonderful.

  10. Raivenne says:

    That gut wrenching last stanza, I think this often of the so amazingly artistic people I know who’s unique talents will likely remain unknown. I also know though the hand may lay limp, the faintest trace of a smile will be found on the lips as well.

    I imagine a certain Creator looking just so * and it was good *

  11. build up is settle and powerful –
    particularly felt the combustion of
    “paint
    and mind
    and flames
    and vision
    flare” …
    in that burnt out aftermath, meaning is seared.
    kudos!

  12. *subtle, not settle. sorry.

  13. This is great, nice write. Shared on twitter, hope you don’t mind 🙂

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