Poem -
Form
Form.
Function.
Shape
of things.
How shaped
determines
function,
form,
ideas.
Bad shape,
bad form.
Bad ideas,
bad function.
Shape
of things.
Things
to come.
Form
creates
function.
Creates
reality.
All play
off one
another.
Shapes,
forms,
ideas
dance
the dance.
Dance
of creation.
Vibrations
etching.
Shaping
aligning
what’s
observed,
what’s
understood.
Evolving
shapes,
evolving
forms,
evolving
ideas
interact
sculpting
reality,
sculpting
the future.
Ideas
greasing
the skids.
Ideas,
forms
deciding
what’s to
come.
No shapes.
No forms.
No ideas.
No future.
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Comments
Pinned excellent and exciting read. Love your work John
Thank you kindly Fish for reading my work. JP
Had to pin this. Almost dream like as you read your words take form and shape the mind of the reader. When I do art I am always looking at what forms shape. Light and shadows rather than the actually shape the eyes first perceive. It’s amazing what things are really made up off when you look beyond their instant form. Same with colours. Most things are made up of more colour than you realise. Your poem reflected for me how I view things when I do art. Life I guess is one giant masterpiece to exploreÂ
Thanks John for another great reflection x
Hi Gwen,
Enjoyed hearing how you look at things for your art.
Thank you for your thoughtful reflection.
JP