“Diary of a Naked Artist”
As much as I want……
I can’t apologize for my uninhibited ways.
My broad-minded acceptance of life in this world with total tolerance.
Like mothers enduring screeching cries
from her colicky baby.
I know it’s very trying……
With my expressions always heightened.
Emotions amplified, desires insatiable
The need to express every drop of existence
from the valley of rain too large to measure.
And, I’m sure you’re more comfortable……
With people who go about life
in a standard way, day to day
Automatic, Robotic, consistent
Like the clock that ticks day in, day out
and how precious time will eventually dictate you
But, asking me to be that…..
Is like asking rushing water
not to slam chaotically into riverbanks.
Wind not to flow invisibly carrying leaves
to their final destinations.
Lightening not to grace us with jolting
light and wonder.
And asking the breathe that I inhale
Not to exhale episodes of visual and verbal beauty.
Welcome to my Diary…….
Absorb it, comprehend it
Naked and transparent
And allow every mesmerizing word
To transport you
Into the soul of an artist.
By: Yvonne Zepeda