Gallery Quality Love

Gallery Quality Love

A Poem by Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

what is love

if not an unfinished line

a participle dangling her feet in the water  

a noun searching for his lost adjective

a tree without the tall?

 

it is a secret

half filled by illusory hope

left to idle between the white lines

of a street with too many dull lights

too many signs yelling stop

 

i can’t shake the feeling

that my shades are always half drawn

because too much sunlight

would ruin this romance

 

we are better like this

lost in the disorder of not knowing

because the alternative would jar us

into a sharp realization that life mimics art 

 

and maybe our art 

just isn’t gallery quality

© 2013 Girl Friday (Sarah W.)


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

Oh there are so many lines, that are so brilliant in this one Sarah, great metaphorical insight, and creativity. This write tells me, it's about love, and love that is too late, or not worth it to hang as beautiful in this gallery, but maybe better, because, all that hangs there, isn't private... and sometimes, a silence between two, can make things much better... again a write that makes you think, and ponder, loved reading it.

- Elisa

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

10 Years Ago

Elisa, you are always such a kind and consistent reviewer. I appreciate you so much :)

10 Years Ago

You're ever so welcome, I appreciate you too my dear friend, keep on writing to us, and yourself, we.. read more



Reviews

"a noun searching for his lost adjective" what a line. I love your writing Sarah...Since you brought up "lost in the disorder of not knowing"...I was reminded of a beautiful line from a song in my mother tongue which translates to "Even inside this trash-filled, black-and-white city of lies, you and I have red and blue companionship." :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Hmm. well I 've seen some of the so called gallery quality art and it truly is ..."in the eye of the beholder"...but you meant that as the focus anyway....if it illiciates a visceral response in Me ...I believe it to be "Quality"....But of course I like your alagories...full of yummy soft centered Christmas Caramels?


Posted 10 Years Ago


Hopelessly romantic and wonderfully penned.

'Art' doesn't need to be 'gallery quality' to be great.

Posted 10 Years Ago


And yet this work is gallery quality, even more so.

Posted 10 Years Ago


romantic love… always propelling itself forwards to find completion in another. You did a great job of describing that slightly disillusioned, uncertain feeling that sometimes pervades us in a relationship that feels less than what we'd like it to be.

Posted 10 Years Ago


If life mimics art then love mimics nature And we are all fooling ourselves as to love as opposed to just a matter of nature fooling us to perpetuate the species

Posted 10 Years Ago


Box it package it label it envy it - we all do it. Who the hell knows? Enjoy it while you can. An effective reflection on love, with good style, timing, and word usage.

Posted 10 Years Ago


[send message][befriend] Subscribe
.
:: an interesting piece of writing that articulates an interesting perspective... personally, i think the quality of love remains the same... irrespective of who loves and who is loved... but i could be wrong... i don't know for sure...

Posted 10 Years Ago


" we are better like this
lost in the disorder of not knowing
because the alternative would jar us
into a sharp realization that life mimics art
and maybe our art
just isn’t gallery quality". I love these lines. i feel like this poem describes what it means to be in love with another artist. Oscar Wilde, one of my favorite poets, said that Life imitates Art. And tis is true. Great work :)

Posted 10 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

3780 Views
84 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 4 Libraries
Added on December 13, 2013
Last Updated on December 13, 2013

Author

Girl Friday (Sarah W.)
Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

The Beach, CA



About
"She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire." - Charles Bukowski A NOTE TO MY FRIENDS: Thank you, everyone, who has supported me so kindly on this site. I am humbled by your kind revie.. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Dear Lucifer Dear Lucifer

A Poem by Muse