Terracotta

Form: Free Verse Sir, can it be that your living flesh so ruggedly defined like the chiselled marble statue of David in the V&A

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Golden Years

Form: Free Verse Returning youth in golden years a fragile ship upon a stormy sea that searches for the calm harbour

The Artist

Form: Free Verse The feelings are mine in a stroke of a brush a thousand words hidden in fine lines an image that says nothing in its stillness yet reveals everything in its silence where graphite marks paper there is only truth and my muse stands still whilst my hand follows my eye from his … Continue reading The Artist