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Saturday, June 18, 2011

In Search of a Canvas


photo by Chris Galford
as shared at 1SS at One Stop Poetry
































In search of a canvas,
I paint where I can...
Yet where I am not wanted.

In search of a canvas,
I paint when eyes are lost,
Yet in the darkness colors bright.

In search of a canvas,
I dare to walk the heights,
Steeling along for backgrounds more.

In search of a canvas,
I paint where I can...
Yet where I am not wanted.

In search of a canvas,
I speak words unheard,
Altered words against the wall.

In search of a canvas,
I paint where I can...
I long for a brief moment's glory...
 
In search of a canvas,
Yet as the day comes dawn,
Still... where I am not wanted.
 
Petrina Lesko
June 2011

This Sunday over at One Stop Poetry the topic... the photo prompts are all about graffiti and what it inspires in us, the writers of craft.  This was my take... hope you enjoyed it.

16 comments:

okoatokewa - the poet said...

The great sacrifices we made to achieve our passion and a minute long accorlades. I love your take on this and your natural style.

Steve Isaak said...

Love the last lines, good lead-up.

dustus said...

The echo of not being wanted resonates throughout your poem, as does the search to find a place where one can create, both internally and externally. Like Steve, love the last lines too.

Brian Miller said...

heavy close...the world is our canvas, paint it bright...

Claudia said...

in search of a canvas and open ears...well played..i like that they don't stay silent even if unwanted..

Lynne said...

Art will find a home whether on canvas, paper or the side of a building.. once it forms, it IS wanted..
Nicely done!!

Kay L. Davies said...

Your poem portrays the loneliness of the unfulfilled artist perfectly.
Unfortunately, some graffitists are very talented, but the ones who just want to deface and destroy make it difficult for the artists to find a canvas.
— K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

hedgewitch said...

Captures the street mood very well, and the repetition drives it home.

aquariann said...

Wonderful poem! It is too bad more graffiti artists don't seek commissions for legal murals.

Friko said...

I must be one of the few people who do not mind graffiti, provided it's artistic.

Reflections said...

I have seen some fabulous murals created in this form, even my elementary school had one with inspirational quotes placed throughout it.

Unfortunately most of what I encounter is merely tagging and destructive markings. This I do not consider art.

C Rose said...

This is really the perfect journey song for the graffiti artist. I love the refrain lines, created a wonderful read. Great write! ~Rose

signed...bkm said...

Refrains of life being that canvas...even for the unwanted...art is an obsession that must be born and live on...nice...bkm

Sheila Moore said...

there is a sadness in not being wanted but having so much to offer..

Pat Cegan said...

Creativity, for me, is a way to connect to the Divine. Your poem is thought-provoking and lovely. Thanks for visiting me, too. Hugs, pat

Ann Grenier said...

An artist will find a canvas whether it be at home, in a garden, a studio or on the street. Expresion will come forth, wanted or not. I guess the artist needs courage. Like your repetion.