My old blue fountain pen allows
The ink across the page to flow
Like wet paint from the artist’s brush,
And words come in a rush.
Enchanted by the hand that writes,
Bewitched by art, beauty alights.
The script is like a music score
Through which we pass as through a door.
Imagination’s home.
As,mysteriously.to you, to me,
The spirits of our hearts are tamed,
By rhythms of pen,of brush,of mind.
They enter vision quite unplanned,
Like moths to flutter softly round
Fire joined heart and hand.
The pen slows down,the hand goes still
And just as dreams at daybreak will,
They shrink,they disappear,they’re gone.
I almost caught that one!
How my heart sings 
This is a beautiful poem and reminds me of how much I miss my old fountain pen! I need to get a new one….
I found it very interesting when I wrote it because it was telling me something important namely rhythm is very very important to even being as whether it’s in music poetry art the sea walking by the sea is so wonderful that all these things Tome the wild spirits in our hearts and minds
And I was very fortunate because I was getting this imagery coming up I didn’t think of it myself it came up from my unconscious
But that’s also frightening in a way so creation isn’t a simple thing and I myself find that art is more risky than writing because I’m more familiar with words but art the empty white paper etc it requires a lot of courage not just when you’re a beginner either but when you’re in a professional artist and that it’s no good unless you can let it happen to you.
With some artists like Francis Bacon they must be very courageous to be able to face that in themselves that they portray
You are so right…..it does take great courage. Francis Bacon is an incredible example of this….He clearly let go and let rip…. Interestingly I believe that alcahol helped him to do this….and probably many other artists….
Thank you so much Katherine….X
I think you’re getting into dangerous territory when you have to use alcohol but looking at the faces of the portraits he painted I could understand that you might need alcohol after painting something like that or indeed while you were painting it
There are different kinds of artists and some are very tormented. But what they do it helps other people I think if we can bear to look.
Until I met my husband I didn’t really know much about art and it was round about that time that I saw some abstract art and I never seen it before then I realized it wasn’t so I told it was when I was a school girl
So it’s been a great experience being able to appreciate art.
I’m seeing your work has been very uplifting and exciting and moving I am very glad that I came here to see you
Thank you so much Katherine……your words mean a great deal to me. By the way you are right, using alcohol as a crutch for any reason is indeed dangerous territory. I do know that it can loosen an artist up….allowing them to get rid of inhibitions.
Art can teach us so much…..when I go to a museum or gallery, I tend to read paintings like a book……reaching beneath the obvious vaneer. It is indeed exciting stuff.