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by Bethany Peterson — Read all 39 poems by Bethany Peterson

a change in perspective.

Friday, January 24, 2020

a canvas

that if left to me

would be lying in ruins

scars and scrapes

and blood flowing from the paint

but what if it was something else

bright colors

magnificent sights

pictures that move you to tears

or make the dimples in your cheeks appear

so don’t be so swift my love

when it comes to deciding the art you’ll create.

His Grace

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Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on August 18, 2020

I enjoy your writing

never stop writing!
m

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 26, 2020

This poem begs an image. So I wonder if you could come up with an appropriate one and post it? Your poem also seems to be chiding someone for rushing their art. But I don't think that the muse when it appears allows one to stop and consider� Instead, there is a compelling thrust of creativity that must be let out or lost. Better to have created with it than to have it lost forever. I believe that some of the greatest art was made from momentary surges of energy that could not be stopped by anyone asking for restraint.

Ron

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on January 25, 2020

We're all a blank canvas when we're born, and I think I've been repainted more times than I can remember. But still, I'm ready for a new coat of paint. It covers up a multitude of sins.

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