Hello!
The prompt for today is to write a poem about living with art. I started by thinking about the art that I have on my walls. I still have many things that I want to hang up, but one of the things I've had up since I moved a year ago are my Magic the Gathering cards. I have a bunch where I really love the art and so they are framed and hanging on a wall as art, and not the collectable playing cards they are. I decided to use that as the inspiration for my poem. Enjoy!
Fancy Bits of Cardboard
Fancy little bits of cardboard
hanging on my wall,
A premium printed card game,
is it really art at all?
Many will collect these cards
to play a little game,
And while I do have cards like that,
these ones are not the same.
The artists have spent time and care
to make these illustrations,
Of space and planets and strange new worlds,
new places from imagination.
I hang this cardboard on my wall
so I can see all day,
The beauty of these far off worlds,
these cards are art per se.
Thanks for reading!
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