The artist

Seeing things in a different light
With such great emotion
It feels so right
Capturing the essence of life
In paint or in charcoal
In such creative way I am told
Bright colors so strong with a slash
Sell my work for a little cash
An observer of life
Trying to express my strife
Happy sunset at dusk
With such great vibrant lust
Accidents that spell creativity
So bold and vibrant for me
White fences and a pink house
Capturing Middle America in succulent colors
Wondering how I am depicting others
The critics have mixed reviews
More inspiration of how to paint you
Expressing the deepest passions of my inner soul
On duck canvas with bright hues
Simple brush strokes are not much to do
Hoping that I will not be forgotten in the past
Hoping my masterpieces will last
Trying to influence with a controversial style
Loving to paint and longing for attention for the while
Dreaming of the great love of my life
Trying to impress the women serfice
Captive of my imagination
Salve to society's rule
To much time with not enough to do
Inspired by great people who have nothing
Not knowing if my work is invain
Confused how an artist could cut off his ear all the same
In vision grand water lilies in time
Wondering if my work look like a cheap knock this time
A juggernaut of inventive energy
Lost the book of art rule please
Doing what makes my heart content
Believing the my talent is heaven sent
Paying a price that is high
While sell work that is relatively cheap
How much is my soul worth on canvas
I speak
Hear my work vibrate colors out loud
Shouting with vigilance in a shroud
Hidden messages and mixed meaning get people to talk
With the reality my time with art can be written in chalk
Hoping they love me ignoring the descent
Activating my love for the work
And remaining positive and never bent
Seeing the good and believe the worst
Insecurity is part of my creative thrust
Painting never quenches my soul
Only enthralls my passions in adventgaurd desire
Lighting my passion and stoking my fire
An a decent fool
All ways wanting to paint with tool
Dreaming of stardom
And creating a lot
It is my only chance
It my only shot