Jeff Thelen |
Ode to Kinkade
poetry mathmatically calculateddrifts unknowingly into
tempered ears
Bent jaggedly over empty paper
our machine-molded writer drips pretty words
from his sweat filled glands
untrained ears run swiftly
to caress the leaked grease
restlessly pouring from wealthy vats
"I just want to write what is in my head
straight onto the paper.
I want the world to see my thoughts and know
that they are mine.
Art is a chore."
4 comments
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
4 Comments:
cool, fool! =)
hey... you should put the "Peter Simon" poem up.
posted by 
John Shoemaker on 6/30/2006 1:26 PM
what's the back story?
I like it, a whole lot
You claimed you couldn't write words, bah.
posted by 
on 7/04/2006 6:03 PM
what is the back story? well, there really isn't a story. the last stanza and line tell what I'm really think'n. For some reason, I always thought that art, at its most pure, should be natural and easy. But I realize that good, sellable, user-friendly art takes some thought and seems as though it isn't as natural as I'd like. There is more to it than I have written here, but a little hard to explain through a blog.
posted by Petey Boy on 7/05/2006 10:26 AM
I think art is a chore when you're trying to perfect it. But really great poetry Petey. Keep blogging!
posted by on 3/23/2007 6:16 AM
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