Ode to the Arts by Sheryl Deane
Open the book and page through time
Our history captured first hand
By the pen of an artist, the stroke of a brush
Now illuminating our formidable thoughts,
Bringing change to the imminent future
Books written by the Common Man
Colours on canvas's emerge bold as fire
To light the path ahead
Music masters resounding like a gong
Announcing the arrival of modern ideas
Tuned to an underlying life force - the silent score
Come to life in a circle of truth
Conducted into our consciousness
With sweetest melody
Gone is the Politicians convincing rant!
Gone is the military dictator's pompous promise!
Gone is the deceit of religious interpretation!
Its pale Image, twisted by artistic integrity
Which thaws the lifeless page to move
Filling concert halls and gallerys
With an encrypted message of truth
Free to all who knock and enter
The Arts - Keeper of Time,
Keeper of Mine
An insightful depiction of the essence and intricacies of the artist craft, elegantly brought forth in beautiful diction with conviction. Excellent job. Thanks for sharing Sheryl.
Thank you Chinedu. Will look up your poetry
Glad you liked it. Art survives through time because it captures the human imagination and seems to be a more truthful way to record history
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful! An interesting idea again. I see you are a musician. Do you specialise in guitar?
Yes, I do specialise in classical guitar.