Even you


Even you
are
a copy cat
Worse!
a liar
and a common thief.
Because you boast
before your art,
claim to do
something new,
stand apart.
But Even you
are inspired by His brush.
Yet still you dare
to take His glory
as your own
when Even you
can't compare,
don't measure up.

By Veronica Boulden

This poem was fueled by my previously unproclaimed, yet almost uncontrollable contempt for abstract art. And, it was ignited when Norah picked up this leaf and showed me its glory. I'm sighing deeply now. It feels good to have finally gotten that off my chest. Until I wrote this poem, any time I saw a piece of abstract art, something inside me just wanted to open a gallon of paint and hurl it at a wall.