If I could paint a portrait of my mind
A masterpiece to show the world my thought
Displaying every path I've walked entwined
With every dream that I have ever sought
Would paint drip then to show the path of tears
Then pool to represent unfailing faith
And darker shades to hide my secret fears
Yet gold to show as courage underneath
A finger dipped in gray to represent
The shades that lie between my reasons why
And drops of red to bleed for loves now spent
The deeper hues for those that made me cry
If I could paint a portrait of my mind
Would such a picture represent me well
The pieces that are me in paint defined
For words alone are not enough to tell
Dunna worry 'dear' too much what others say... if they can they will.. if they do they have.. and the metaphoric juicers.. can and will.. just squeeze them harder...iip
I like the last two lines of the first stanza and the first two lines of the third stanza because the end rhymes effortlessly between each pair. The ongoing metaphor of color to represent states of mind unifies the poem well.
Terri....., I'd say it was a 'good read' for the most part. I noticed that all your rhymes were strong and perfect except for 'faith' & 'underneath'...., which threw me off a little. I personally don't mind it, and although I still sometimes do it myself...., the consistent rhyme scheme seems to be a little dated now. Check out some legendary poets....., I'm talking about the GREATS and try patterning your writing more after theirs. Send my best regards to Liz. Keep at it, you've got the talent. Best regards, Trade.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely and original, self-portrait! Artistically and sentimentally gorgeous, sincere and perfect.