C. J. Black
Beneath the sun umbrella the artist sits
Waiting to sketch or paint a portrait
You take your seat, hoping the end result befits –
And that when framed you can admire, and think, yes it was worth the wait.
On the other hand the poet sits
Waiting for inspiration
To paint a picture, he commits –
Himself, to frame in his mind his own creation.
They sit close by one another but never the twain shall meet
Artists in their own right
Hoping for a similar outcome, dancing to a different drumbeat
Both wishing success to each other, that their end product will delight.
C. J. Black©β
Monday, 04 August 2014