by June Navida

Created on: March 26, 2009   Last Updated: November 21, 2011

Poets/ Artists

Poets paint the sky with rhyme;
Weave lines that stand in time.
Grace love with captured words,
Piercing the soul like acrid swords.
Artists paint the sky with hues,
Purple and pink blended with oh's;
Quiet scene turns dramatic,
Each stroke of brush, melodic.
If poets could summon a thousand smile;
A painter could slough the vilest vile
A canvass filled with colors of love;
A work of art, no words could ever rob.

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