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Sculptured Form Humanity Reborn

 

Sculptured Form Humanity Reborn

 

Barbara M. Schwarz

 

Purple Eyes Publishing © 2017

 

 

You saw me soldier to

that simple sense you always knew

and as the music hammered through,

it was all that I could do

to shape a world and find that you

lived there too!

 

Humanity in sculptured form a message now airborne

how the sun can warm the clay of our eyes

and widen now our own surprise

 

Sculptress, the tangible you see, is formed surreptitiously, and a spinning wheel, raises life’s appeal, to always ever see the twinkle of the sun, formed in everyone.

 

 

Sculptured Form Humanity Reborn

 

I was shorn from my past

I knew those days would never last

and as I cast to see,

the form – a new reality

with which to ever be

shining as humanity.

 

Nostalgia caused me to see

what mattered most importantly

 

And I closed the door

on every final score

 

and I moved clean away

to what my future put in play:

 

the sense of yesterday

in rhythms sweet of clay

 

the sweep of what humanity say

in formed disposition

each vibrant position

 

a physician’s healing hand

to let the world understand

 

humanity reborn

in the world we form

most carefully

 

the action sense most delicately

the swinging forms of energy

that free our own divinity

 

the forms that voice within

the sculpture future bring

 

that simple sense to see:

alive reality – precious energy

 

Rodin philosophy

to seek with every groove

to mount the body smooth

 

with humanity’s affair

such distraction everywhere

 

the subtle movement flow

the wider worlds that once we know

where life and muscle grow

 

with sinew and vein – all of life

at once proclaim:

 

‘see I matched you once again

that twinkle stain you see

held constantly in clayed reality’

 

dimensionally, I see, a catapult

energy, that takes the solid clay

and lets it twinkle anyway

with simple delight:

 

humanity in sight and sound

the breathe of life right in the ground

 

the sense of movement most profound

the beating heartbeat loud and clear

a definition that appear

of lives lived yesterday

 

And I swoop with mighty force:

imagination, of course, strides

a steely horse and follows bold and true

the genius in you to renew

 

a world of energy

that welcomes sheer humanity

 

a sense of surging through

the mountains that surpass you

 

and you beaver on

caring just to see:

a twinkled form reality

 

that source of all humanity:

the thought of every market bought,

and sold, in terracotta colours bold

 

were modelled on one thing:

the vibrant force of conjuring

 

from pre-emptive grave

the immortality that we save

 

in each twinkling when even clay

can bring a special yesterday

 

inkling of delight

what captured heart and once held sight

 

of a craftsman’s bright array

to shape life today

 

that now sings so very loud and clear

behold the buried yesteryear,

 

a vibrant humming sphere

of lives that reappear

in all the shattered clay of what

had mattered yesterday

 

and simply now I see,

the world devours endlessly:

 

a twinkled clay reality

 

a spellbound sight

the earth take delight

 

in shaped succession

of an artist’s profession

 

to capture in each form

what the sun held warm

 

and held aloof as living proof

humanity is no spoof

 

but a simple thing

in each moment pleasure bring

 

that outlasts the mortal coil

and the wear of every toil

 

rhythm crave to see

a captured form humanity -

twinkling vibrantly

 

vital signs and force

nature’s special source

 

within a heap of clay

to move my heart today

 

inter-relatedly to see

the pure force of dexterity

 

busy busy bee now you moved

so easily, and silently you lent

such wing to keep on pushing

through to form a vital clue

 

of how the earth had captured you

and held you raptured in its sights

 

the craftsman now can be,

a conduit to reality

 

and in each form of understanding

there a greater handing just to see

all shapes of history

 

swiftly I knew, I left the notes

to you,

and instead, buried my head

into practically every form reality

 

and from the earth I thrive:

 

a life form and a drive

with which to survive

all the becomes alive

 

and captured in one form:

behold the earth now warm

the cockles of my soul

the mystery impart

a most intangible start -

 

a sculptress soul I see

arise in imagery

and constantly

intangibly, the form

is new born in me

and creates a vibrancy

 

the simple sense to see

 

all forms humanity.

 

 

Purple Eyes Publishing

 

When I started to see, I traced humanity.

 

When I started to share, colours blossomed everywhere.

 

When I started to feel, the clay took the wheel…

 

The journey now I began as oft as I can – just to see, a sculptured form reality.

 

And with every inkling, I feel my world now twinkling.

 

Moving with delight, the intangible a flight, to capture in me, a new form of reality.

 

 

 

 


Sculptured Form Humanity Reborn

The seal of the clay - the movement that new words convey - without the spoken tongue - the magic that is won - in form of human hand - the sense, humanity understand - our immortal band - of hope with which we now the future stoke - the simple poke and prod - and life a demi-god.

  • ISBN: 9781370082841
  • Author: [email protected]
  • Published: 2017-03-14 19:05:10
  • Words: 832
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