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Picture taken by my friend Cyndi Leos....thank you Cyndi.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Solo Passion...


Red Roofs, Marc Chagall, 1954

Photo prompt by Tess Kincaid
Writing Challenge hosted by Magpie Tales

 rivers of red acrylic
splash and spread,
across the floor
she feverishly pushed the paint
with her long handled brush
the passion of her life
viewed best by her benefactor
far above in  the star lit sky
from the red tile roof tops
her body seemed small
yet her efforts were great
her bare foot held one edge of the paper
pushing and pulling the paint
rarely satisfied
 always wanting perfection
 she had so much
to prove...
she always knew
 she wanted to be an Artist
her goal ahead like a beckon
blinding her to anything else.
consumed in creation
she dare not stop for one day
for fear of self doubt
would steal it all away...
despite the flattery
of flowers and ignored invitations
she had no time for romance
for men only want to possess
a woman's power
to harness and leash it
like a dog pulling his cart.
no one understood
her obsession to paint
so she cloaked herself
in persistence
and reveled
in her solo passion.

~dkb~




4 comments:

DJan said...

I like this very much, Donna. I see you are still creating your own solo passion... poems from your heart.

Yvonne Osborne said...

I like to pop in on Magpie later in the week to see what's new and I'm glad I did.

Favorite lines: "the struggle in her life viewed best from the night sky" and "harnessed and leashed like a dog pulling a wagon."

Sometimes life feels like that.

Sean Vessey said...

I enjoyed your poem. Some do seem to seek at the surface instead of down below where passion lurks.

versebender said...

Great job here...love the theme of self-reliance for self-fulfillment. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Vb