by | Nov 24, 2013 | Rhyming Poetry, Seasons, | 0 comments

I have a complaint. 
I wish I could paint 
but an artist I ain’t, 
so I guess I’ll just write 
to describe a sight 
that possibly might
delight me,
excite me,
ignite me  
or invite me 
to express 
my happiness 
or even to stress 
my distress.

“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” – Leonardo da Vinci