ME MADE MORE ME
Quick sketch
&
the gist
of me
travels across
the page
in charcoal
me
made
more
me
by
your loving hands.
*******
THIS MOMENT OF ME
You draw
me
&
I
come into being
under your hand
fixed upon paper
this moment of me
captured.
Still now
in Time.
Alive.
For...
...ever.
********
AS THE KISS IS KISSED
You watercolour
a sketch
as if adding
emotion to it.
Flesh is
made
flesh
& the kiss
held now
in paint
remembers
itself
(and how it was)
the watercolour
bringing it back
to life
as the kiss
is kissed
& kissed
...again.
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THE ME THE PAINT SEES
You paint me.
Flesh & blood
becomes
the ooze of oil
the canvas
taking upon itself
the me
the paint sees
Time &
sunlight
locked) (together
as the painting
becomes itself
settles into
its final version
still yet still
changing.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For a poet, you understand a lot about painting, Dónall. Love from Jan x