Creative > Lines
Posted by Aston E. on 03-28-2014
You press
Your pencil down
onto the paper, expressing
First,
a point, a line,
until the subtle play
of simple strokes,
creates the universe
before your eyes:
The bleeding red
The growing green
The sparkling blue;
Look what you
make these colors
do.
They play,
They mix,
They intertwine,
to drop the leaves
and draw the skies
in which, with every line,
a story will unfold,
before your eyes.
It is your world
now go:
create it!
Go draw the lines
that separate it.
Project the strokes,
that bind it all,
in any way
that suits your call.
Poem by Aston E., painting by Loor.
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