Life Lines
Life fills a blank page
Lines not easily satisfied
A view of solitude
Not enough
More lines
Dark pupils emerge
Pools drowned in youth
Reflect old memories
The once insignificant kind
Hoping now for a voice
Settling for a smile
Islands off Solitude
3.5”x 5.5” ink on paper
Why do we so fear and detest these life lines?
ReplyDeleteYou have brought an ageless beauty to them here...each one etching out the story of a life.
The blankness of a youthful face lacks character, is less interesting to the beholder.
Experience fills the canvas with dreams realised and compassion learned.
Yes...here is TRUE beauty...:)
I was so surprised, though I shouldn’t have been after looking at what I had posted, and the title. Up until opening your comment, I must admit I wasn’t thinking about age at all. I was thinking about drawing and memories and starting with a blank paper and seeing what evolved in the lines. I like where you have gone in your comment even more.
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How I love this Anthony, your writing about lines is as real as the lines of her face, those lines that life give you, but never show, you show the lines, I love that
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DeleteI must refer you to my response to Ygraine’s comment, as both of you found a better meaning in this post than I.
I like it. Feels almost like barbed wire.
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DeleteI should have worked more of such a barrier in☺
Inspiring....
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DeleteMore amazing ink work - this is sensitive and beautiful!
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