Removing the fake facades yet keeping our mouths shut not revealing the shame of it...
Untouched by his hand as marble yet to be carved to the desire of the artist
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
Form: Free Verse Returning youth in golden years a fragile ship upon a stormy sea that searches for the calm harbour
Form: Free Verse With molten heat he explores the iron cast in flame
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
Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet 11 I do not seek the sparkle in your eye Nor the sensual rising of your breasts
Form: Free Verse Inquisitive thoughts in the dreams of men