tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5111252817161180629.post362822331947472891..comments2020-01-03T23:40:27.389-08:00Comments on Unveiled: Robin Williams: When it comes roaring back.Alicia Hendleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11133517370557511950noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5111252817161180629.post-83761778219871025642020-01-03T23:12:04.923-08:002020-01-03T23:12:04.923-08:00"Where Does It Start"
Do you see the ar..."Where Does It Start"<br /><br />Do you see the art? Where does it start? <br />Are we both one, or just the parts?<br />But we made a difference… <br />There is this distance. <br />In the center of us, there is this thing. <br />Is it really a noun? Negate it now! <br />Now, why do that? Can it be brought back? <br />What is it's fate? <br />Accept embrace, control protract.<br />Now at least it's two or three. <br />With a dab of me, is it mostly you? <br />What is this thing between us… <br />Where does it start? <br />Is it life or is it art? <br />Should I block it up, <br />Or break it down? <br />Where does it end? Take it to, or bring it in? <br />Negate it from, or create within? <br />Was it the earth's, or maybe the moon's? <br />A bet's a risk, so can one choose? <br />Redirect and defuse. <br />Steer and recuse. <br />There is this distance, and so, I refuse. <br />What is this thing between me and you?<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00408522036535748526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5111252817161180629.post-19374950224197364082020-01-03T22:54:55.889-08:002020-01-03T22:54:55.889-08:00"Ramparted"
Why do you rampart the hear..."Ramparted"<br /><br />Why do you rampart the heart of the art? <br />Though you say and know not what the art is. <br />When the art is the artist, the heart is the hardest. <br />But the heart of the hardest part is departed. <br />The part the bereaved took within their narcotics. <br />Parted the sea to see the cathartic part of the artist. <br />Carded the star psychotic, of the mile halfhearted. <br />The chartered bartered of they regarded and wanton. <br />Some of whom, were more lethargic than carton. <br />A great deal more so than the martyrized server. <br />Borders weren't consorted so then they were arbiters. <br />Assorted but the mortared were misreported. <br />You rampart the artist yet make art the heartless. <br />Why do you rampart the heart of what art is?<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00408522036535748526noreply@blogger.com