Inspiration

After reading "I Seek a Form..." by Dario, I wrote this poem....

Please feel free to comment on it and how it relates to the work we read.

The artwork screams controversy

Of dead and alive

Red and black

Bloody and bruised

Curving round and round and round with crisp edges

Knowing soft, smooth, delicate feelings

Should reach your fingertips

Worried the thorns will stain your skin

With blood and ink as is mine

You avoid the intentional pain

Knowing the sweet aroma is lacking in this piece

It distorts the imagination

Permanently bloomed

The beauty is completely lost

Yet found within my eyes

The piercing touch as the stem and petals are created

Allows the scent of iron to the air

This living picture will forever be mine