Slightly conquered

First and last brush to a lush thousand ring oak muse,

The best and worst come in twos.

Still a student practicing teaching with a unknown syndrome and carnival face paint complex,

Changing colors to get others to find themselves the subject of their own project.

Without confrontation there is no redemption,

Imagination's limits is The Artist soule recognition.

His pause and delay are His Heaven, for no reason he dreams of better and better,

Already accepting the awe and rejection of his limits perfection.

For something that never was, never repeated.

HIS CHARACTER.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write...Well penned.:)

[Karl Woof Junior]

you should read my newest i like to think its my best yet but its not really up to me, send me some requests of the favorite's youve written

[Sami Khalil]

OK. I will ...You are welcome...:)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Already accepting the awe and rejection of his limit(ed) perfection. -- great line (I think you meant limited, though).

I find this piece quite intriguing...it's like looking at a globe and trying to find a city amongst all of those little tiny words written in black ink. You know what you're looking for, and you know that it is there, but it's not jumping out at you. I guess I mean to say that this one made me think.

[Karl Woof Junior]

come on i thought thousand ring oak muse was the best

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I did enjoy the line, I may suggest "...of a thousand ringed Oaken muse" --just the addition of "Oaken" gives it a little personification. But it was a great image!

[Karl Woof Junior]

see thats our difference, you're work is as intrinsic and beautiful as you women mine is as simple and mysterious as a man i feel that if i did that people would know what the work oaken meant cause i didnt the first time

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

If only we could "mind-meld", we'd be the perfect poet...haha

[Karl Woof Junior]

we are amazing already i just think you need to type drunk once in awhile