The Artist

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Kisses in springtime
Make for rhyme.
Flowers open.
The unspoken
Word, is heard
In the heart
Of the artist
Who does capture,
In his art
The rapture
Of a girl kissed
By an old reprobate.
The portrait
Is his
At any rate.

2 thoughts on “The Artist”

    1. K Morris Poet's avatarK Morris Poet Post author

      Thank you for commenting, Robbie. That is interesting. I haden’t thought of this as being a visual poem, however, on re-reading I see what you mean.

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