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Once Upon A Masterpiece
Once Upon A Masterpiece
I use to create with the power within words to paint him into a masterpiece. He was my collage I had carried in my head for many years. However, my mind is now consumed with clouded confusion as to who he really was as I viewed him with my own eyes once then and now again. Like an artist studying a painting, my eyes never missed a thing. Knowing that each line and every curve make up all that he was. Closing my eyes now has brought the burned vision of him to my mind. Traced in blacks and whites and shaded with thousands of grays, I was determined that my words could help him find who he lost or what he had. But my mind paints a picture of who he once was now and yet I fear I never knew him.
I gathered all my memories. Pulling out those that hurt and those that no matter my diligence towards forgetting remained. I flashed before my heart smiles and laughter. I paused upon the tears and the screams. No one will ever see him the way these eyes see now and then. My eyes are indeed windows to my soul. But it was the creation of a soul based upon love and fantasy for him. Perhaps he is nothing like this vision I hold in my mind and he is actually true to what he became. Nothing like the creation that would develop should I take pen to paper.
But it is all I have. These words and these pictures of him in my mind. My faltering attempt at illusions that we have both had a hand in creating. Let him see through these eyes. Or walk in my shoes. Let my words melt his every misconception. Blind to all that he is and the possibilities of everything he could become.
Were it up to me I would paint myself hovering above the ocean with wings that spread from either side of the horizon. I could paint for days. Acquiring a collection of words upon paper that would allow you to know him the way I knew him. I would shower the words like a storm over the ocean. My only fear is that he would erase it all. Because he doesn't care, because I'm not the one he wants to feel this for, and because who I see within him really isn't him at all. He changed, or was he uncovered?
7/2/2006 8:18 pm
“I too have known joy and sadness and, on the whole, I prefer joy.”|
7/2/2006 11:31 pm
your words are really strong and powerful your imagery mind blowing very nice!! i still picture billions of words in riveting rain above the ocean!!! thanks for your writing!!|
how nice it would be
to have a masterpiece
one who would stay
even if only within our minds
in all their glory
one with true beautiful colours
and not some fake with hues of rainbow
but based in black
may you find your masterpiece
peace and harmony passion