The painting

Writing as I go not sure where this is heading

The paint not yet quite dry
The artist sits and ponders why
She loved the sky
But hates her clouds
Her trusty rag turns
It to cloudless dust

Why does she paint forever thus?
One hand in pocket
One hand with brush
She forms a sky so blue
No clouds will ever line sky's hue

Her daffodils in fields so bright
Draw strict contrast to her artwork from last night
Her easel over by the easy chair
Show lines of light from pale moons night

She goes to get her wine glass now
And in it she pours a bit of this and now
She finally realises she will be
One fine day a
Famous artist in her attic there
Who is she kidding ?
No one ever goes by there

Author's Note

About a reclusive artist made up as I go

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

someone who painted the most beautiful words with her poetry...i am reminded of by this poem...emily dickinson...and all that work found after she passed...only 11 poems published anonymously in her lifetime...

love this piece...

always find interesting things up in the attic.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks so much I've never read her work
Thanks so much for your reviews means a lot

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Which poem did you quote from I looked her up couldn't find one that you quoted if you recall let me know I'll look tonight

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

I do nt copy anyone's poems I've never read Emily Dickinson and when I write it glows out without thinking like a surge usually takes ten mins to twenty each poem I know I need to edit though !!!!!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Julie,

I wasn't quoting from a poem....your poem and the attic part just reminded me of emily....my favorite poet.....a total recluse.....You can find many of her works on line if you look her up...you simply reminded me of her with the subject of your piece.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Oh Ok thanks Jacob I'll look her up thanks for your kind comments

[Raven Moonchild]

(applauds) If I had to describe how I am about my writing and drawing, this would be it. This poem perfectly captures the frustration and doubt of one trying to create something they're happy with. One second, they think their work will be loved by all. The next, they think it will be popular amongst the vermin in the dump. Bravo!!! :D

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks so much xx

[Raven Moonchild]

Thank you for being such a brilliant poet and sharing your work. :D

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

I'm totally flattered thanks really

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

for my artistic self in my imagination as I'm no artist

[Wordsmith]

so it's kinda like a freestyle haha
good work though

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

What do u mean by freestyle I don't know writing jargon etc

[Wordsmith]

haha, u said " made up as i go "
so its like you're freestyling lol

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Yes true that's how I always write