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Canvas of Life

Liquid colors of dreams blend and transform scenery as if languidly    d                             r                             i                             p                             p                             e                             d                        onto              our canvas of life I want to paint                the trees                         purple happily splashing sky-clad  in red and blue pigment pockets and running violet rivulets  our dreamscape slip-slides over a silverish pink lump                          into                      transparent                     wet          water-color       white hot mineral springs gurgle sunshine  spouting ocean tide water spirals rippling at pool center calming sprays of mist                      blow                sparkling             pleasure to the senses beyond this bathtub of nature  lies the cabin in the clouds formed by collective imagination luminous five pointed stars                            cover                      the night                  ceiling              of one  s p a r s e  room hewn stone fireplace  of raw precious metals peek roughly through the rock here        and          there      clearly majestic          showcase         for rustic  lashed split birch bed  primitively woven together                       with long                   red  willow               wands  embracing a nest of goose feathers captured in doe skin mattress cover of hand-worked pastel cotton flour sack patchwork stuffed with pine needles                           rose petals                        patchouli                      lavender converges my lamia fantasy  with the essence of the earth in our shared child-like sleep my smaller hand slips free  nestling without thought                         inside                      your             supple      palm our accustomed routine safe contentment perfected for decades cradled softly in your hand my fingers wrap securely around your thumb together we can paint the trees purple 

Copyright © September 2004 Jana Buck Hanks

Additional Notes:
This is the second part of "Customized Love"...I have made two poems out of one because the work was too long.


This Poem was Critiqued By: Latorial D. Faison On Date: 2004-10-06 09:19:34
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.81481
This is a beautiful poem Jana, and I love all of the poetic wonders that you have tucked deep within each line and stanza. The "dripping" effect comes to life, adn throughout the poem the alliterative sounds are so attractive and make the reading very enticing and sensual. How does one capture the art of nature so beautifully? You did an excellent job. You used the right words and created the most excellent phrases which come together to make this a natural wonder of a poem, and the love it encompasses and illustrates is a beautiful one. You give this poem a different style with your indented, spersed and drop down words and lines. That's what I love about poetry. You can do anything and make something very unique. Overall, you personify a painting to life, and on the flipside you see life as a painting on a canvas with additions here and there and so much color. The entire backdrop for this poem was colorful for me, and it's very appealing to see life in different forms and in color. It's vibrant, alive and very sensual, this poem. I can't choose a favorite line, for after reading the poem several times, I find that I just love the way it all fits together. You say that you have combined two poems into one. I would never know where one ends and the other begins. This is a most desirable piece, and I hope that you are proud of it. You should be. Excellent poem. Latorial www.latorial.com


This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2004-09-25 13:33:51
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Jana, THis is a delightful piece. Your use of assonance, and superb alliteration makes this a walk on a special day through beauty. I am not partial to formations in verse, but yours was like "dripping" into the childlike imagination of an adult seeing beauty, again and again. Each metaphor and analogy was well placed, I am still "gurgling sunshine" from my "cabin in the clouds". I would not presume to offer structural or "shame on me" should I touch your delicious choice of words. I will say this, if you can't find someone to paint the trees purple with, sounds like a lot of fun to me. EXCELLENT, voting list piece. (By the way, for me to put a non-standard spaced piece on my "list" means it really was a splendid, matched piece!!). This Lamia can counter the sweet with passion, and make it stick.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joanne M Uppendahl On Date: 2004-09-23 14:44:32
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Jana: You are one who knows how to present a poem in a format that enhances it to bring great delight and sensual experiences to life for the reader. I don't know anyone who does this with greater skill. I absolutely love this poem!! There is love and spirituality in it, color and life. In fact, you synthesize everything so that each 'part' enhances the other. There is a sense of building ecstasy in this work which telegraphs the writer's intense perceptions and love of her beloved so that the reader cannot help but be moved. It is 'fantastic' and highly artistic and best of all, an original "Jana Buck Hanks." For as the song goes, "Nobody Does It Better." Your original voice sings splendiferously from this lyrical work. I think it's a grand idea to separate the poems -- and I am here to tell you, "IT WORKS!" "together we can paint the trees purple" -- sublime Brava, my friend! You have done it again! All my best, Joanne
This Poem was Critiqued By: Elaine Marie Phalen On Date: 2004-09-22 12:07:58
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Wow, Jana, this separation really sets off the poem, placing it into its own beautiful frame. I love it! Of course, you already know what I thought of the original, and the textured language is as rich and splendid as ever. It's not common to find poems that appeal to so many senses, especially smell. But the passage describing the bed is a potpourri of Nature's finest scents, and the allusion to "willow wand", while not meant mystically, still suggests the spiritual dimensions of Earth and Her wisdom. Purple is a color of profound spirituality, also. It is the hue of the enlightened soul. The speaker's journey into a shared dream can also be read as a quest for insight, and communion with the higher self. The person with whom she is sleeping is clearly a physical companion, yet on another level, he can also be a Guide embodied in flesh, who is willing to assist her search. The visual structure of the piece imitates what it is describing, too - the pouring-dripping-dancing-caressing effect that moves back and forth, vertically, horizontally and diagonally. This is a piece imbued with energy, even though it's about something relaxed and peaceful. Anyway, I can't nitpick. You've edited perfectly and the poem stands as further testament to your skill at weaving a word-picture that is sensual, all-embracing and a delight to read/envision/enter. On my voting list it goes! Brenda
This Poem was Critiqued By: James Edward Schanne On Date: 2004-09-10 10:37:28
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 8.66667
Lots of imagery in action with flights of lovely fantasy I went back and read this with the first as one but I think it works well either way and do you really have Lamia fantancies? Thanks for letting me read and comment
This Poem was Critiqued By: Sandra J Kelley On Date: 2004-09-10 08:17:02
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Jana, I love the of color in this poem it makes a very vivid picture. I also like how the poem drips down the page the format adds to the idea you are expressing. paint the trees purple is my favorite but I in general enjoyed your use of verbs splashing, gurgling, running... they also add to the idea of the poem and make it lively and a fun read. Sandra
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