On the dream framed, he was brushed aside!

On the dream framed, he was brushed aside!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

What could possibly lie
behind the idyllic colours
of paradise displayed
of pastels brushed
in flowing harmony,
but hell itself....

to keep the balance.

Noisy, frustrated in thought,
insanely jealous of imagery provided,
never reaching the end
of contentment within,
but the artist,
himself.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Very clever this artist is he drawing out for life
or just utterly sad he will strike out that part of himself for life

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

He's just frustrated he cannot replicate what he sees and so is never satisfied with the finished pr.. read more
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8 Years Ago

Perfection in most works of art is a failure
the more mistakes the more outstanding the piece.. read more

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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