When Art is Poetry

Art is poetry when the colors display fiery emotions.
Art is poetry when the artist’s imagination soars to the heavens,
Art is poetry when the images inspire and touch the soul.

Art is poetry when the colors display fiery emotions.
Art is poetry when the artist’s imagination soars to the heavens,
Art is poetry when the images inspire and touch the soul.
What is the artist’s duty?
Is it to invent beauty?
Is it to envision the possibility of world peace?
An artist may believe that one duty might be
the realistic representation of our crumbling society?
Should the artist’s duty be to paint the impossible dream, the deferred dream?
Should the artist mutilate figures to shock us into seeing our true selves?
Some artists will focus on “lo que le dice la patria.” (what country calls you to do)
Others will stress nature’s everlasting fortitude and beauty.
Paintings could be the inquiries we all have.
They can be a thousand garbled words no one understands.
A painting could be grotesque?
It could be an illusion?
What is the duty of the artist?
For me, it is simple. The duty of the artist is to paint a poem.
Onomatopoeia
sounds that wake up my brain
Did you have a weird day too?
Drawing by Melba Christie
I do not want to loose momentum. I want all of us to keep our ears and eyes open. I want us to continue to ask the pertinent and relevant questions. The answers to those questions that matter to us individually and collectively for the good of all. I cannot stress enough the importance of keeping informed. Read critically and look for accurate and credible sources. This is just my sincere advice. I speak as an educator, mother, grandmother and simply an American who cares about what happens to our beloved country.
In the meantime, I want to write and paint because these activities help me cope and melt my worries away a little.
Painting and Poem Melba Christie
Passions flow
hearts beat with empathy
Perhaps a hopeful tomorrow
Poets.org sponsors Poem in You Pocket Day (which was celebrated today) and which offers a wide variety of poems to use for the celebration of the day. Someone surprised me today with a beautiful poem she had written about the latest acts violence and terror that caused chaos in the city of Boston. She did want me to post it but the truth is that the poem was written with her heart. To those of you who read a poem to someone today I applaud you. Here is a poem I wrote:
A muse lives in the silence of a busy mind
where dreams connect to each other
and daffodils dance
a centipede relaxes and kicks off its shoes
to listen to the hummingbird who seemed amused
A muse lives in the silence of a busy mind
and eavesdrops in on a conversation with itself
where there is talk of rebellion
just because.
and it decides instead to go to bed.
What Confusion?
Who gets confused these days?
Everything is so true, so clear.
Why would you be confused my dear?
Is what I see real or not?
Why would I rather sleep on a cot?
Are words that hate really love?
Are facts alternative you think?
Today if it weren’t for poetry
Life would really stink?
The Divine Artist
Creator of all
A great star shines!
Today we mourn the passing of Keith Roach. Rest in Peace!
“We bid farewell to Keith Roach – poet, slammaster, mentor and teacher – who presided over our poetry slams and open mics for years. Keith inspired a generation of poets, and played a significant role in the advancement of slam poetry, as an art form and a movement. He will be greatly missed.”
Who mourns the death
of a poet?
Another poet does.
Although the poems remain
and the rhymes
access time
and resonate in the brain
The void left is great
A teacher, a mentor to many
The great noesis (1)
Powerful verbs and thoughts
to inspire the young poet
the slamming of ideas into
the heart and soul
Cannot
and will not be forgotten.
Who mourns the death
of a poet?
(1) noesis, a rare noun that turns up in the field of philosophy and refers to the action of perceiving or thinking
Sometimes I go to my favorite place;
silently and all alone.
no fancy name given
no signs to direct me there
no houses, no people
simply a natural space
in which to roam.
If ever you should need to go there
I will gladly show you the way
but there is one thing I must say
all you really need is to close your eyes
take three deep breaths
and wish yourself away.
* I often have dreams where I am just walking through beautiful and peaceful landscapes. The painting is one that depicts my latest dream.
I very happy to announce that my coloring book is now available at www.barnesandnoble.com. Thanks for your continued support.
My friend Nina Wilson posted her crazy bird drawing the other day. I believe it was draw a crazy bird day. Anyway, this is my crazy bird. Strictly from my imagination. Thanks Nina for your inspiration. Check out Nina’s great drawings @ https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/
Drawing by Melba Christie
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