We Artists... Poem by DM W

We Artists...

We Artists provide colour to thought-dreams,
And form to many insubstantial things.
What is, often merges into, what seems.
We can create verses that possess wings.
O poets, sculptors, painters: all who're free
To express yourselves in varying ways,
Keep sailing forth on unfamiliar seas!
May you discover golden shores one day.

We Artists...
Thursday, March 14, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: colour,poets,wings
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