i think that this is a great piece. it truly does portray the real pains of the artist. you could have developed the theme in a stronger manner, but, overall, this was a good write. maybe you used ideas that were a bit too cliché. however, the ending was very nice. you used some exceptional imagery, and "I painted the picture using pain and in the end I painted me" was the best part of the entire work. it really summed up all of the thoughts behind the poem very well. keep up the good work! ^_^ ~*dark_and_dreary*~
Hi, I don't know why nobody bothered to comment on this, it's well worth a comment or two! I think you've done a fairly good job with a very difficult subject. Painting does come from inside, and I love some of your imagery in describing the artist's feelings: 'I bled the paint into life' very dramatic and effective way of describing the anguish of the artist. 'it's comfortable underneath the canvas of starts' I didn't understand this line, I'm guessing it's a typo, and it's a canvas of stars, describing the night sky? (shows how important it is to REALLY check your work before you post it, at least three times) 'when you look at her face you see my heart' this is a fabulous line, and a beautiful thought, I guess you must be a painter to understand so well how an artist feels as he/she tries to create the painting. 'I painted the picture using pain and in the end I painted me' A terrific ending, a lot of poems finish badly after being very good, but this is a great finish. Well, I've probably raved on enough for now, great job, I love it, and remember, Spellcheck! Be happy, Graeme.