HeART’s HeArtMosphere

Tough scrambled knight, torment twisted Rembrandt’s
Dried wrought, cracked age defined, weathered Mona Lisa
Wallflower Van Gogh, masterpiece daisy, be still framed
Wild brush stroked Monet, free spirit soothsayer - for tuned.

Cry thy layers that pry dye wrought, asunder barren terrain
Wry thee, wisp tail, hair lined strokes, amid storming emotions
Misting soft, dew feather wind bursts, gusts trepid tornadic swirls
Thunder calm, before lightning storm highlight, canvas exquisite details.

From whence, comes inspiration, but sometimes - utter pith desperation  
Despair pounds nevermore, within this for ever more, need for destination
To Do, Too Dew - naught wrings bound downtrodden, creative mine cessation
To Be, Too Bee - fraught rings sound trodden, fingertip tense trepid BEE creation.

Wry smile minute accomplishment, alas ghost Writing WILL, again haunt artists
Can yea, dew better beads, amid artistic perspiration pores, through vain artistry
Cock spigot Be opened, can never Bee closed shut, in consonant vowel palette HeART
In nurtured atmosphere, be Nature’s ARTmosphere, wherein ART’s Masterpieces have
HeART’s HeArtMosphere  

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Scape nothing, with anything, then something
For ever and more, in nevermore, be even more
Procrastinated writhing writing