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Art is Love by Kathleen Higham Do not move, do not A painting, drawing, a song Eyes riveted in thought Makes the heart stir, long. Long? Yes art longs It tears down the wall Stops a mediocre life Brings awareness to all. A gift, surely it is Embedded in the soul Art is love, he said More than a lofty goal. Art is love, oh I agree Mesmerized by the scene Everything living, breathing Vivid co-exists with serene. Some possess this ability To paint the empty page Quiet, sweet, gentle, or Wildly filled with rage. Art surrounds the bold Permeates their very being Perceiving then pursuing Returns what they're seeing. They gather, seek each other Unobtrusively the artists lurk Portray what others cannot Evolving from their work. Art is love, he said But love is art too Reflections of the gift God's gift of art to you. |
 This poem was a finalist in the September 2009 poetry contest |
Please contact Kathleen Higham at "kathleenhigham@yahoo.com" to request permission to use this poem.