Sunday, July 17, 2011

TRACING PICASSO/ Poetry Potluck #44

                                                                      Pablo Picasso

THIS IS ART Poetry Potluck #44, Painting Whispers....

I don't want his psyche to slip away
as I grasp for the quintessence.
I place translucent paper
on top of the Picasso,
fit the edges to meet and cling.

I mean to let his genius
float through the lucid instant,
as artistic salvation
transfuses his brilliance
into my hand.

I trace the dissonant face
with my slender crayon,
eyes in profile like isosceles triangles.

A trick of the light,
round orbs,
a nose thrust aside,
seeming akin to a beached flounder.

A cheerless outcome for a paramour,
unexpectedly looking like a fish.

copyright/ all rights reserved/ 2011


Anonymous said...

"A cheerless outcome for a paramour..."

Sigh. You've got game, girl.

Gorgeous poetry.

Shashidhar Sharma said...

I don't think that you missed the essence of the painter...
'I don't want his psyche to slip away
as I grasp for the quintessence.'
Loved it from the first line.... and then on to the ending which was like the real painting whispers... of your inner voice... I liked it a lot..
Thanks for sharing... and painting your whispers...

ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya

Unknown said...

Nice Lyn, really nice.

Lyn said...

Hi Bryce-
You've made my day!..thanks for your lovely comment!

Lyn said...

Hi Shashi-
Thanks for your interest... very good reflection on your part..and thanks for the Twitter follow!

Lyn said...

Hi Jane-
Always appreciate your visit and kind words...thanks!

Jingle said...

admirable painting whispers.

Thanks for sharing,

Lyn said...

Hi Jingle-
Thank you for this great topic..loved it! Always inspiring..

Margie said...

Awesome, Lyn, just awesome writing!

Margie :)

Lyn said...

Hi Margie-
Thank you so much..this felt like an exploration to me...


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