“The Artist’s Face” - a poem

Detritus of heaven stormed

by shocktroops of the muses,

the brave souls tempted to the fray

by the promise of cerebral booty

corralled and swept by brush and pen.

Heaped treasures from the sky

collected and securely fixed

to illustrious page and canvas.

Fearing not the critic's rage,

they coax evolution of the grace

that speaks to ages past and present,

brawly painting arrows towards our future.