What Is Art Poem by Mandy Lee
What Is Art
Art is a blast,
free from the worries of the past.
Splashes of colour, dashes of white,
making the night feel so light and so bright.
Hues of blue,
the palest of pinks,
forgeting your worries
in the time of a blink.
Unbound by chains,
not frought by laws,
Art is something
to love and adore.
Hate it or love it,
it's your choice alone.
One man's trash,
is another man's gold.
Art is like a story,
woven yet untold.
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Art is not what can be Put to canvas When colors flow free - But is made to last. To the one holding the brush It's a stroke of emotion Then a hush - As it's spread with caution. For in the eye of the creator Art will be An inspiration to succor - When other thoughts flee. s