Poetry & Photography

Shadow Play On The Rocks

Here's a new poem I wrote the other night.

The tortured artist,
What have I become.
To the wonder and craziness,
I have succumb.
Oh, the long suffering, starving artist.
Sewing the seeds of the coming harvest.
May I reap the fruits of such creativity,
Without the drama filled Life proclivity.
Of years of obsession,
what is the sum.
May I know the comforts
of works well done.

Elise T. Marks © Oct. 30, 2014

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