..does it seem to you that it is possible to speak of Art? It would be the same as explaining love!
Eleonora Duse (1858 - 1924) Italian actress

ART IS THE LOVER


Art is a lover thats free as the wind
That chooses its mate and when creation begins
Art is the master, the artist its slave
A bond thats narcotic, a tempest of waves

A whisper, a kiss in the still of the night
A cord of a tune, or a canvas of white
The lure to create, that seduces the soul
By madness obsessed......complete and whole

To dance or to sing, to paint or to write
Design or to sculpt, to heavenly heights
It embraces its lover, it seduces heart
With archives of wisdom.......foreplay at it's start

This lover moves in for as long as it needs
But roams with a hunger, when it needs to feed
And tosses the artist, by the wayside
No oath of alligence, will it abide

But when it is yours, you never touch ground
In seas of seduction, your baptized and drowned
Obsessed with the process, of birth and creation
The art and the artist climax thru........ imagination


Anita
10/13/02