Poetry

I AM (an artist)

I am an artist,

I whisper,

barely audible under my breath.

 

No,

a quiet voice says,

the one I call my own.

 

No,

echoes my person,

the one that I love.

 

No,

says my teacher,

the ultimate master of comparison.

 

 

I am an artist,

I repeat,

clenching my fists.

 

No,

yells the storefront

mass producing their goods.

 

No,

shouts green presidential faces,

haunting my purchases.

 

No,

slams the government,

dangling insurance out of reach.

 

 

I am an artist,

I scream,

passion burning my chest.

 

No,

chant the people,

phones in front of their faces.

 

No,

roars my family,

among those I hold close.

 

No,

wails fate,

each day pulling me further away.

 

 

But,

defeated, broken, ashamed,

I am an artist,

I mutter one last time.

 

 

Yes,

you are,

the wind says softly,

tossing my hair,

tickling my skin.

 

Yes,

resounds the sea,

waves roaring

upon my soul.

 

Yes,

states the mountain,

calm confidence

in my veins.

 

Yes,

proclaim the flowers,

belief growing

along the stems and leaves.

 

Yes,

gurgles the river,

cleansing my doubt,

rippling of joy.

 

Yes,

affirms the sky,

bold and brilliant,

colors upon my spirit.

 

 

I am an artist,

I declare into

the wind

sea

mountains

flowers

river

sky.

 

 

Yes,

answers the universe,

 

You are an artist.

 

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by Dani Cowan

Both my life and my art revolves around the “Wild” – natural lighting, earthy hues, landscapes, and raw, meaningful moments.

My love for Geography and adventure brought me to photography, visual art, and writing, where I can seamlessly incorporate people, places, and their beauty.

I am a lover of the outdoors, a coffee fanatic, a Honda Element driver. I can be found wandering on cloud 9 through the aisles of farmer markers, mountain landscapes, and the beaches of south Florida. My obsessions are far and wide including manatees, running, DIY projects, and my 70-lb dog, Goober. When I'm not busy writing or creating acrylic landscapes, I am working towards my home-on-wheels, a 2007 soon-to-be-converted Dodge Sprinter.

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