Marianne Bilicki Remishofsky

Colonia, New Jersey, USA

Marianne, having started writing poetry at age eight, attributes her appreciation of poetry to her father. Her poetry has been published in Poetry Parade, Overview, Ltd., by World of Poetry, The National Library of Poetry, and Sparrowgrass Poetry Forum. She is on the threshold of having her first book of poems published. Marianne is a graduate of Rutgers-The State University and works as a teacher of Adult Education, a home instructor, and a substitute teacher. Marianne believes, "Life is a dream driven in a definited direction by decisive determination." She also maintains, "Happiness is achieved through the appreciation of the little things in life."

The Painting

I paint the picture of my soul
As a ship that sails the sea,
A ship that knows not where it is,
Or who it'll come to be.
I paint the boat that lets it drift,
I draw the mast so tall,
I paint the sail the brightest white,
And hope it doesn't fall.
I paint the sea that carries me,
Both stormy and serene;
I paint it deep as life will be
When I want to drift along.
I paint the sky with clouds of gray,
That turn the peace to strom,
That build a wind with forceful gusts,
Which leaves the ship forlorn.

The Artist Is Gone

The Artist is gone
Left without a good-bye..
Left paintings undone...
His spirit to fly
Away from this place
To where no one knows;
And hiding his face
From the cold wind that blows:
The Artist is gone.
The Art, it will stay--
For comment and pause,
For striking display,
To point out the flaws;
And it will preserve
The glamour and charm
With further reserve
For silent alarm:
The Art, it will stay.
The Artist is gone--
But I am still here,
There's nowhere to run;
Good reason to fear.
The mystery unsolved,
No brush can I stroke;
And a promise resolved
For my kind of folk
Can never be broken:
The Artist is gone.

Dilemma

Do as you wish,
Not as you want,
Nor as you would,
If you could,
Want that which you wish.