Natural artistry

rhyming quatrains

Natural artistry

 

The onion domes against the sky

 by morning light blush rosily.

Before the sun has risen high.

Resplendent in his majesty.

 

He paints the domes with gleaming gold.

Without finesse but lavishly.

His whole approach is overbold.

I prefer delicacy..

 

The pastel shades that I could see

 before the blazing sun applied

his crude form of artistry

and hid the beauty from my eyes.

 

With coats of gold he misapplied,

that he believes mistakenly.

Will be pleasing to the eyes

 of the vast majority.

 

Who only value opulence.

I could be wrong he may be right.

But I prefer the evidence

which is provided by my eyes.

 

Te golden glow the sun supplies

 to onion domes is transient.

Although pleasing to most men’s eyes,

an artists eyes are different.

 

I keep my vigil faithfully

 though I confess impatiently.

Tomorrow morning I shall see.

The onion domes bathed in beauty.

 

Before the sun can brutalise

 with crass insensitivity.

The pastel colours dawn applies

 to onion domes against the skies.

 

Thursday, 27 May 2010  http:// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers

Reviews

[mitchel Pass]

I find the concept of onion domes very intriguing, it has fragrances of John Lennon's writing around the time of Sgt. Pepper.
I agree totally with your opinions with regards to the nature and form of art. I find subtly and finesse much more alluring than the blatant rather obtuse pieces than pervade modern art.