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I stared off in life as an artist butI haven't done any art work in the last few years. Now with the computer I am back in it. What I am trying to do is use words as form and reduse them to an object. To hear me reading some of my poems go to davidepatton.blogspot.com and strow down to the botton of the page and click on the player. At this site click on the art to enlarge
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- The Face God
- Shevering In The Grave
- Looking Inside
- Poetry's Poor Try
- 110101101
- Poet Penning A Poem On The Edge
- Sing This Sad Song
- Words For Words Sake
- Poem On The Wings
- In The Mist Of A Motion
- Being Black In Americus
- Sometime Life Be Like That
- The Last Poet Live In The Smooth Face Of An Egg
- No matter How
- Can I Keep My Hands Full Of Poems
- In The Mist Of Passion
- I Love Poets Who
- Let Us To Wise Men Give
- Knowledge is more then numbers
- A Lying Heart Will Be Found Out
- If We Are To
- Poets, Dear Friends
- It Was Just One Of Those Things
- Follow The Poets
- Some Poets
- Buly Birds Beacks
- Poet, Live Up To Your Creed
- Poetry Is Fit To Bring You
- The Connection That We Make
- This Is The It
- When The Words Fall
- Books Are Bones
- I Met A Man Along The Road Where
- The Roads We Ride
- Can I Get A Lay Down
- Mama nature You Got Your Own Cause You Took To Much
- River Runs Round
- Put Your Pot Out
- Writ Then Riped
- All The Kings Men
- More Words Please
- The Best Best
- Is is the New It
- Open The Cross Road
- Look Like Love Live Long
- In The Nearness Of Night
- Insight Of The Inside
- Word Flower And Fame
- Man Nick Picking At The Ten Commandments
- You Came Home
- The Line ends In Reach
- The End Of The Line Is Ment To Hold You Back
- When The Watchtower Bell Ring
- The Cross Of Good Hope
- Words On Top Of Words An Word Egg
- In The Word Box
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