Poetry in Motion

I like poetry but I write crap poems so I'm showcasing someone else's poem. I didn't ask permission so let's say anonymous wrote it. Well, here it is.

The winter froze his love for me
The pelting rain that turned to sleet
Sealed his heart - a casket closed
The snow falls down & cruel winds blow

Y’know a real canuck
Well they would shoot the puck (give a fuck?)
Instead of taking flight
When they turn on the streetlights

The winter froze his love for me
I feel the cold on every seat
Beside the fire, I don’t know
A dusky ember from an inferno

The winter froze his love for me
I can’t help that my heart still beats
But his heart turned to tungsten steel
And I can’t help the way he feels

Andrew Wyeth & Helga Testorf

Andrew Wyeth is an American realist painter whose favourite subjects include the land and people around his hometown of Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania and those near his summer home in Cushing, Maine.

Helga Testorf was acting as a caregiver for one of Wyeth's friends when the two met in the early 1970s. As they became friends she agreed to pose for him. These are the paintings.

Lovely, aren't they?

Troy Landwehr is a Talented Man

i love cheese. all sorts of cheese. even carved cheese.
cheese carving can't be easy. but it's probably fun.

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