Art

Art

A Poem by Cre8nFrmWithn
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The art we create

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The canvas was dark and bare; I had no muse.


Then white flowed across the backdrop, bringing company to the uninviting.


A stroke, a smudge I didn’t know such beauty could be prepared!


You brought to my expanse a creation of three.


Anticipation for the dream of such art-  to behold the beauty of these…

then to loose two; the forfeiture fetching excruciating pain.


As time dispatched I held to a final piece of the talent, watched it develop and now…


The work is complete, though morphing into a sculpture.


Look what we’ve done!

 

© 2012 Cre8nFrmWithn


Author's Note

Cre8nFrmWithn
I wasn't able to conceive but then I became pregnant with triplets. I lost two and almost lost the third. My son, Joshua turns eight this year!

Tell me what you think- I fear no criticism!

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"Then white flowed across the backdrop, bringing company to the uninviting." I think yo ucould change this sentence to make it fit the piece. Right not I cant see where it fits.

What an incredible journey you have been on. being a parent is tough enough, but to add the loss of two children, Im not sure I could have survived it and come out with a straight mind.
Kings to you!


Posted 9 Years Ago


A work of art and the pain of seeing most of it destroyed and yet whats left is still wondorous.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very beautiful, I love how the mood changes so smoothly between being so calm and soft at the beginning and then angry and then quite relaxing again.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on April 5, 2012
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Tags: children, babies, love, loss, sadness, happiness

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Cre8nFrmWithn
Cre8nFrmWithn

Kirkwood, MO



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