Over all of the ages, words upon the pages, tell a story or just to communicate,
The words to form fine pictures, within each mind, transcribed and to punctuate.
By the same token, words as unspoken may be greatly conceived by a picture,
Beauty perceived by the naked eye, presented in knowing why without conjecture.
Pictures on the page, a message or full of rage, explanatory in every detail,
Colors so radiant and of tact, poignant to be exact, as fine shapes prevail.
Whether forming moods of art, a language to impart, one of professionality,
Emotions shared from the heart, humanistic, to be a part, in its grand finality.
Finest pictures may spin a tale, all fantasy to prevail, cartoon-like, make us laugh,
Depictions of days of our lives, where every person thrives, displays on our behalf.
Visual spectrums of living, our gratitude in its giving, to our eyes a veritable feast.
Magnificent in every way, we see most every day, as our richness is so increased.
Pictures may paint a story, of an allegory, a political statement or response,
As common scenery, dismissed by so many, has no meaning, of nonchalance.
Best descriptive of humans, our kind, gives us a peace of mind, to all existence,
So the written, as well, in pictures, much more than just fixtures, a coexistence.
© 2016 whonunuwho