Artistry
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The hammer made some rapping sound,
With every stroke of creativity,
The chisel rambled over the earthy clod,
Amending the masterpiece,
An artistic but grotesque figurine,
And made it a divine sight of art.
The artist never was pleased,
With the accomplishment, so
He chiseled and chiseled himself again,
And carved a truth out of the gross,
Nonchalant hands were glorified.
This poem is linked to Three Words Wednesday. The words for this week was- earthy, grotesque, nonchalant.
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Lovely words!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Epsita :D
DeleteLovely Write, Sayantini :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Sadia :)
DeleteAh, I loved the power of imagination here ... very beautifully sculpted piece ... as always, brilliant :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Amrit for your words. So nice of you :)
DeleteWell written n interesting poem..
ReplyDeleteLoved it dear :):)
Thank you so much Tejinder :)
Deletewow. gave me a couple thoughts...first at always honing ourselves and being willing to chisel away to find that art...and while never satisfied can be a good thing...it can also be so tiring...
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it Brian. Thank you so much for being here :)
DeleteWell done.
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DeleteVery beautiful Sayantini..
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Deleteoh my my very well written!
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DeleteAmazing poem! Got me thinking.
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Thank you so much Bex. I have already done the Autumn tag from you and the skincare one is yet to do :)
DeleteIt must be so difficult to create something out of a block of "earthy clod." Once something is chiseled away, it can never be replaced again. I do wonder sometimes what artists do if they perceive they make a mistake in the carving, whether or not they are always satisfied with their final result. Thanks for being part of the Poets United community.
ReplyDeleteYou are absolutely right Mary! I am privileged to be a part of Poets United community :)
DeleteSculpture is always miraculous.
ReplyDelete"He chiseled and chiseled himself again,
ReplyDeleteAnd carved a truth out of the gross," and this is how all continue to refine and discover out beautiful essence. Beautiful poem.
Thank you so much Laura :)
Deletevery nicely done........
ReplyDeleteThank you Sumana :)
DeleteA cool poem about a cool piece of art. Pretty neat the sculptor sculpting himself. Which is sort of what we do with our poems, too, no?
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely right Sherry! Poetry is nothing less than a sculpture and a poet same as a sculptor!
Delete"carved a truth out of the gross' - beautifully profound in meaning.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Sakshi :)
DeleteGood one with the prompt words.
ReplyDeleteThank you Indrani :)
DeleteLovely!!
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Deletebeautifully written :)
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ReplyDelete[ Smiles ] That was rather profound.
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