by agoodguy2havesuffolk, Virginia, USA
Aug 2011 979 Views 10 comments
Artful
I scaled the heights
and crossed the genre over
Rock and Pointillism
Springstein and Seurat
on dotted i some critic cries
aloud echo canyoned schism
to each his own
we together bemoan
separation of our malaise
individuality's good
'long as it's understood
we're all different in artful ways
the beholder can only seize
on concepts predisposed to sight
the I's of art that you appease
each concept I hold despite
my own presupposed expertise
that much art leans toward contrite
or worse, tries not to displease
some need to be artfully polite
art is what you say it is
who am i to tell you
that your idea, your creation
is not worthy of the tag of "art"
so shake my sensibilities
shock my gentilities
move the foundation of my soul
make a hole, drop it in, make it whole
© Goode Guy 2011-08-23
and crossed the genre over
Rock and Pointillism
Springstein and Seurat
on dotted i some critic cries
aloud echo canyoned schism
to each his own
we together bemoan
separation of our malaise
individuality's good
'long as it's understood
we're all different in artful ways
the beholder can only seize
on concepts predisposed to sight
the I's of art that you appease
each concept I hold despite
my own presupposed expertise
that much art leans toward contrite
or worse, tries not to displease
some need to be artfully polite
art is what you say it is
who am i to tell you
that your idea, your creation
is not worthy of the tag of "art"
so shake my sensibilities
shock my gentilities
move the foundation of my soul
make a hole, drop it in, make it whole
© Goode Guy 2011-08-23
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Posted: Aug 2011
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who am i to tell you
that your idea, your creation
is not worthy of the tag of "art"
so shake my sensibilities
shock my gentilities
move the foundation of my soul
make a hole, drop it in, make it whole
Art is in the eye of the beholder. Excellent GG.
Where art is for pleasing, accommodating to needs or staying within conventional it becomes a commodity fit for the walls of fashionable houses. If equipped with relevant knowledge we can appreciate and see the difference, like the ones endowed with much aptitude.
Knowledge of art makes us free - free to enjoy it. Art can not be contained, same as a moonbeam on a palm.
Yes, each piece of art enriches and makes us whole, I see your point, each piece contains a grain of truth, which distinguishes it from others: it is this uniqueness which alerts senses and finds its way into hearts.
Many thanks for sharing this gem of wisdom!
we're all different in artful ways... And, I am delighted that you share your unique talent and art ("i"s dotted or not!) with us on Poet's Corner! on dotted i some critic cries... Que Seurat, Seurat.