Art

Art is a form,
Of self-expression.
It is my heart's,
Sole possession.

Artists need not,
To breathe, to live,
Art is their oxygen,
Their gift to give.
In its' rawest form,
merely a thought.

Then with pencil, paint,
It is caught.
Inspired by anything,
Person, place, thing.
Art is their melody,
Their song to sing.

RainBow

De ce rainbow?Poate pentru multi curcubeul e doar un fenomen ...pentru mine inseamna genesa artistica.
"Arcada splendida ,incantatoare
Cortina zari sumbre dominai
La rasarit ..in urma mea fiind soare
Erai atat de aproape si inspre zare
Goneam sa te ajung ..oprind pe cale
Imbratisat de-a dreptu te lasai
Eram in curcubeu!"
[Imi parea greu ca nu te pot cuprinde dar in sfarsit te port in buzunar]I.L.U ROGVAIV