How I admire the artwork of others
Whether formed of paint or string
Tapestries, canvasses, pottery, sweaters
Each answers their own calling
I love to knit and paint and weave
But not with acrylic or thread
Each works with gifts that they receive
So I choose words instead
I sift through adjectives and phrases
Searching for the perfect shade
Blending consonants and vowels
Until a little thought is made
And by the power of ink-swirled letters
Little poems and pictures form
It’s fun to gather them together
Painting solace or a storm
Some words are like cozy sweaters
Knit in a hug to the heart
Words paint all manner of pictures
Vivid airbrushed works of art
I’m glad God gifted His children
Each in their own special way
Whether with cook-books or palettes
or string or clay
With music or camera,
surf-board or pen
He gives, as befits
His gifts to men...
or string or clay
With music or camera,
surf-board or pen
He gives, as befits
His gifts to men...
May we give Him our best each day
© Janet Martin
Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit. 1 Cor. 12:4
Amen!
ReplyDeleteThat was quick!!! I'm astonished that my prosaic post led to this.. :-)
oh! yes, my next favorite thing to writing is reading;)
ReplyDeleteThank-you for the inspiration. Some days I can't squeeze out a drop, on other days I can't turn it off! Now I really need to quit.
God bless you, friend~
Hi Jane!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem, indeed we all have been given a beautiful talent to share." May we give Him our best "... Amen (I say as well)
Oh... I love to admire the artwork and creativity of others too!
ReplyDeleteAren't we blessed to have excess to such a wealth!
What a lovely gift you share here with your poetry and life experiences. We enjoy our visits!