artist - Patrick John Mills
I wrote this poem in 1994. I was very lucky to have it published, won several prizes, got some money. It was selected as one of The Best Poems of the 1990's by The International Society of Poetry - The Library of Congress in Washington DC. I received a Silver Award or something. It was a long time ago. The poem is far from being my favorite work. But I felt it relates to the painting I completed two days ago. So I wished to share the painting along side the painting.
I have never really taken poetry too seriously. With so many spelling mistakes. And with such a hard time reading books.. .the words move around a lot.
I love words. I really enjoy the basic, simple, direct expression of words. Painting is for the eyes. Words are for the mind. Art is for the Soul.
Does she rip the skin off the animal
Does she eat the flesh off the livin' creator
Does she hear the rain drops
Do her fingers smoothen out the ruffles in her dress
Does her heart fill your glass with wine
Does she electrify you
Does it feel like she is trying to crucify you
Do you feel like you want to die by her side
Doe you want to climb inside
Does she cry at the birth of day
Des she resurrect your dreams
Is she one by day
and two by night
Is her hair blowin' in the wind.
written by Patrick John Mills 1994.
Published in Garden of Life and some other books
Library of Congress ISBN 1-57553-004-2
Received: Editor's Choice Award, - (written Summer 1994)
also won two other Awards.
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