His Canvas

His Canvas

A Poem by Chelsea
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His canvas, empty. Filled day by day. Seven days, your work complete!

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His Canvas

God’s canvas, empty

Creating scenery. Detail by detail. All perfection.

Slippery slopes, shimmering bodies of waters. You create land.

You fling the moon and sun into your skies; creating light

Splatter painting he does; spilling shiny stars

Darkened clouds painted about; fluffy white ones to go with.

Blowing to dry your painting. You breathe life.

You sweep the paintbrush across; animals following your lead

You work each face; feature by feature. A masterpiece each one of us are.

Satisfaction, you achieve. Your dear painting.

 

© 2010 Chelsea


Author's Note

Chelsea
I was reading my bible and was struck by the thought of God creating the world. I know this poem will never live up to that but hey, I tried!
Please tell me what you think! Thank you :)

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One word that comes to mind is humanity. You see a lot of that here with the words used in this poem. The imagery is once again fantastic. Each line flowing with the other. I could see this expanded a little more, maybe add in a line with the forests and deserts. Just a suggestion. Yet again another great piece of work.

-Writer *78*

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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You have painted a canvas with God's love for earth and sky all of creations that is on land or at sea was created by God for us to see and believe that he created a masterpiece God's nature and to the smallest insect a beautiful design was made by our God Of Love. Your poem Well Done.

Posted 5 Years Ago


I like the movement from the short phrases at the beginning, to longer flowing phrases in the middle, back to short at the end. To me, it echoes the contrast between the simplicity of the idea that God created everything, and the complexity that He created.
My favorite part is "spilling shiny stars" - awesome.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow I love this, a really inspirational piece Thank you for sharing

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

One word that comes to mind is humanity. You see a lot of that here with the words used in this poem. The imagery is once again fantastic. Each line flowing with the other. I could see this expanded a little more, maybe add in a line with the forests and deserts. Just a suggestion. Yet again another great piece of work.

-Writer *78*

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

this is how i see it he paints and created much with so much beauty and glory. bravo this is a work of art as if you are praising and thanking for his beautiful work he created.us god bless lily

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

and on the 8th day god said" I need a goddamn beer. WHOOHAA."

That's the god I know. He likes a good time and that's all he wanted for us. This painting idea works because we're all living in it.

Nice work

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very Nice.

You speak truth there. I really like this poem I was wondering when I read the title what it was about. He spoke it into being in a single verse. To quote the word...we are fearfully and wonderfully made. Well done

Jem

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

hi,
this is really interesting. Kat24

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

There's lot of good description here. In the 5th line you refer to the artist as he rather than 'you' as in the rest of the poem. That was a little distracting. Very nice job of expressing your feelings about your maker.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You tried, but nothing man can do will ever compare to the Master Poet and Artist yhat is our Creator, still well written

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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