lovely

[cacian]

the artist draws
his elements are flaws
perfection says it's laws
a writer prose
his words are those
a story says it's cause
and the poet
flaunts
his meanings are rose
each time the world sees
pause
just to listen to his mose

[PeterL]

Each expresses as and what he can
The painter daubs his colors somehow
The proser tells what all know
The poet tries with metaphor and
Meter and rhyme, like the songwriter
The great art is done by man and woman;
We make a world that continues, blighter
With the works of humans for good or ill
Choked with people, filth, all unfilter
And buildings and the trappings of swill
But the adman is by far worst
Nothing but lies even for good wurst.
The greatest expression is from the cook.
Things that can make the limp solid, or
The rudest like Emily Post’s book.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Hi Cacian, I missed you!
surely in your absence, the forum is dim
your tune is lovely and sweet, just to imagine currently soft waves ebb and flow