The Artist:

by Scott Cole   Nov 8, 2015

His canvas is of the finest
No woven strands of fabric,
His steady hand is perfect
His brush strokes are magic.

His works are all originals
Each one done freehanded,
And every single line added
Is just like he demanded.

His colored pigments are vivid
And very much flamboyant,
While his attention to detail
Are priceless and important.

He has a true eye for beauty
That's what sets him apart,
His brilliant shapes and designs
Are a marvelous work of art.

His subject matter is lavished
With imagination that's a blast,
Alot of thought and creation
Without a whole lot of contrast.

His finished project is stunning
But he doesn't seek any fame,
His one of a kind Masterpiece
Is not signed with his name.

It's displayed for all curious eyes
That likes illustration at its best,
Cause once you see his works
You'll know he's truly blessed.

For he's the first known artist
That used both lines and colors,
And blended the two together
To create a true natural wonder.

For the Earth is God's awe canvas
And Nature is his Masterpiece,
The World's most enjoyed painting
That has ever been released.


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  • 2 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Oh Scott this is a pretty piece.. You do have a lovely style within your words... !!

  • 2 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    So many artist became famous after their life had ended. I love art and at times I feel people just don't appreciate true art. One piece, the one and only and you never see it again. The beauty of colors, imagination and great passion. I could go on and on.
    Excellent written.5/5. Add to my favorite

  • 2 years ago

    by NOOR

    Well done. You captured in this poem a descrition of a real artist. :-)