tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46959799820228073472011-07-07T16:30:59.553-07:00This site is not about war itself.This blog is veteran driven poetry of what I paint at that given moment. The mind of a combat veteran is complex, ugly, and beautiful at the same time-We are hard to understand yet we can be understood with time.The artist may sometimes not understand the art it created but underneath all the colors lay the original canvas he began on.War's Paint is about the past, present, and after affects of war.VTAC0311http://www.blogger.com/profile/09117603312187695134noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695979982022807347.post-59394188679931212822009-11-13T22:52:00.000-08:002009-11-13T22:52:44.617-08:00<div style="text-align: right;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8sjjjXhJZY/Sv5QPGC6T8I/AAAAAAAAABk/saEWse3jCiY/s1600-h/CplAndersonJr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8sjjjXhJZY/Sv5QPGC6T8I/AAAAAAAAABk/saEWse3jCiY/s400/CplAndersonJr.jpg" /></a>A SILENT RING OF SORROW BLISS<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Awakens night with&nbsp;soft harsh lips<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">For that buglers sound of beauty and pain<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Brings neverending sunshine and neverending rain;<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">One ear on the left<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;">One ear on the right<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Sounds all around me <br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">More memories to fight...<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Though I have not bled I bleed from eyes to heart<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;">Near and far with no end or start<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">For that buglers sound of beauty and pain<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Forever grounded but now slight insane,<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">A silent ring of sorrow bliss<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Taps I do not want<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">But Taps I do miss...<br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695979982022807347-5939418867993121282?l=warspaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>VTAC0311http://www.blogger.com/profile/09117603312187695134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695979982022807347.post-34615063383070134792009-11-12T11:26:00.000-08:002009-11-12T11:48:44.225-08:00<em>Every picture tells a story and every story creates a picture...</em><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8sjjjXhJZY/SvxiXBs_VyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/twN42rHwF7A/s1600-h/payingrespect4kilo.jpg"><em><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403301800671401762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8sjjjXhJZY/SvxiXBs_VyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/twN42rHwF7A/s320/payingrespect4kilo.jpg" /></em></a><br /><br />These eyes see today,<br /><br />Yet drawn to yesterday<br /><br />For blood shed to coat the fears<br /><br />Of the next day that nears-<br /><br />Silent yells and mourning nights<br /><br />Save face for internal fights...<br /><br />Breathe...Breathe...Breathe...<br /><br />Wake up to today, presently in yesterday<br /><br />As past leads forward and the future takes us back<br /><br />walking the thin line but between an invisible crack-<br /><br />Breathe...Breathe...Breathe...<br /><br />The painting, truth, yet the brush strokes permanently dye<br /><br />Down draws a crocodile tear, seemingly I cannot cry...<br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>* A poem dedicated to all veterans we lost, from one vet to another*</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695979982022807347-3461506338307013479?l=warspaint.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>VTAC0311http://www.blogger.com/profile/09117603312187695134noreply@blogger.com0