Each Silky Stroke, A Sonnet
Each silky stroke my brush offers to thee
As foolishly thy laughter tears my heart
My palette daubed in colors setting free
Where thorns painfully pierced as teardrops start
In mockery and as the poet sings
I close my eyes and haunted by thy face
Though callously carefree thy laughter stings
Intimately my brush begins to trace
Thy likeness reaches out on canvas white
Highlighting taunting shadows in my fears
Painfully pressing as my strokes ignite
My grieving, blending penetrating tears
And as the vibrant canvas comes to be
Ignites the pain, stroking reality
Sheri is an artist, song writer and poet. She is also a graphic and digital book illustrator. A citizen of the United States she enjoys golf and music and quiet evenings at home with her much cherished family. Her website is www.poetryandbeyond.net
Sheri, I can sure relate to your poem as art can sure evoke emotion. It is a well written and artistic poem. I really enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing your wonderful talent.
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Charlene, thank you so much for your astute and generous comments - always so very, very much cherished and appreciated! Thanks so much - Sheri
DeleteThis is so emotionally charged. I can so relate to every word. You speak what I cannot not, as only you can. Brilliant. Kristina
ReplyDeleteKrissie, thank you so much for the awesome comments, sweet friend! Sheri
DeleteHi Sheri,
ReplyDeleteI can see that others relate to the message in this poem as well. Too often we waste our time trying to create beauty for someone special to enjoy. When it is unappreciated, we either try again or simply give up attempting to please them. I truly appreciate this theme with universal appeal as I have done the same myself. Keep painting pictures with words and know that there are many who appreciate them. The sonnet is one of my favorite forms and you wrote yours beautifully! Best wishes, Carolyn
Carolyn, thank you so much for your wise words and comments! Sheri
DeleteExpressive is this wonderful Sonnet form of poetry - art is truly a beautiful way to preserve what is around us - for eventually all the beauty will die. Art doesn't...
ReplyDeleteRhoda Galgiani
Rhoda, I am so glad I went back for I almost missed your very generous and sweet comments. Thank you! Sheri
DeleteI've been in this place as an artist: when there is indifference; just as painful! Thanks for your share.Don't give up! Ralph
ReplyDeleteNo, you are so right, Ralph - never do that, for that is our whole inspiration! God bless! Sheri
DeleteSheri. God bless you, my friend! What a wonderful, artistic poem filled with colorful images. A cleaver poem that speaks to your creativity. I love it. You are very talented. Thank you for being a part of Whispers and for being a part of TGBTG! Publications and Creative Inspirations. What a blessing you are! Continued success. -MJ
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Reverend! You are a gamut of inspiration yourself and for that I humbly thank you! Sheri
DeleteDear Sheri, gifted words create a painting for the reader to view, your beautiful words capture such wonderful images that touch the heart. Blessings always, Leokadia
ReplyDeleteLee, sweet, Lee - thank you so much for your generous comments and thoughts! Sheri
DeleteDear Sheri,
ReplyDeleteA beautifully expressed poem on the creation of ones art only to not have someone not appreciate its beauty, depth and soul. Keep setting your colors free! Thank you for sharing this with us.
Sandra Stefanowich
Sandra, thanks for a very sweet and lovely comment! I really appreciate a deep soul such as yours! Thank you! Sheri
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ReplyDeleteSheri - well expressed emotions we’ve all felt from time to time
Yes, they comes to sensitive souls of all types and for all reasons. Thank you, Jack! Sheri
DeleteDear Sheri,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for all your kind comments for others. You are such a light here at Whispers. Blessings to you. I appreciate all you do.
Karen
Hey! How did you sneak this in? Thanks, much! Love you! Sheri
DeleteThank you, Robert Dufresne, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteOpenly vulnerable, loving without boundaries, innocent, wounded yet still true to the heart as painfull as it may be. This poem affected me to the bone. The reality, emotion and sensitivity of each line is palpable. I could not leave it for some reason. So well done Sheri. Powerful. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Bob D.
Bob, dear, Bob - I apologize for not having read your comment earlier. I love your depth when reading this and it only expresses deeply from the soul of the painter and one could only imagine what Vincent Van Gogh experienced! I am impressed with your depth of heart and soul and I am grateful you read my poem. Thank you so very much and I hope I can read some of your work as well. Thank you, thank you! Sheri
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ReplyDeleteDear Sheri, your sonnet is definitely a portrait painted through words. It glows like a star!
Gerald! Thank you for the lovely comments - God bless~ Sheri
DeleteThank you, Eleanor Michael, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteI read this. Someday I'll try a sonnet.
Thank you, Suzanne Clement, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteThis is certainly a scary poem, Sheri.
Suzanne Clement
Well, Suzanne, I must say, you must certainly be an ultra-sensitive soul to have been "frightened" by this poem. I guess there are many sensitivities which I cannot define, but mine is obviously much different than yours but they are all tender spots in one's heart, mind and soul. Sheri
DeleteAheri I don't know how I missed this one, it is very beautiful. another example of your great talent for writing. Bob
ReplyDeleteAh! Thank you! Another soul with great soul! Thank you, Bob! Sheri
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ReplyDeleteYour sonnet is inspiring and moving. Thank you for sharing these stirring thoughts.
Thank you, Richard Sponaugle for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteExcellent imagery. I've never been able to write sonnet, but I see the similarities between poems and painting as the words spring to life.