Art and Poetry

Art and Poetry, 12/18/2014, Michael N. Johns

I love the artist’s heart,
It’s fragile, but it’s deep
I’d call poetry “art,”
If blood’s both paint and ink
Art is image, and refrain.

It is, I would assert,
Both artists feel the pains
The poet writes the words
Our audience ascertains
Both are blood: ink and paint.

To view, to hear, to feel,
Communication, learned,
We paint, speak truth, appeal
Your souls, like ours, to burn
Fired by image and refrain.

Our blood, our hearts, the same.