The Deep
This week I just finished an anthology of ekphrastic poetry based mainly on my sister's paintings. It was for her birthday and, I'm pleased to say, for once it got there on time. I'm not the most organized when it comes to posting parcels.
This is the inspired by the cover painting.
The Deep
Blue draws me, lifts me on a warm sea,
to float away on gathering waves.
The blue of summer seas, or winter skies
unclouded, shining on pristine snow;
Impartial blue, a deepening mystic,
infinity calling. Levels and depths beckon
but tight borders and sharp angles
corral, restrain wandering dreams.
Soul refreshed, mind cleansed,
I return to house-wife realities.
Thank God, and the artist for
the calming balm of blue.
This is the inspired by the cover painting.
The Deep
Blue draws me, lifts me on a warm sea,
to float away on gathering waves.
The blue of summer seas, or winter skies
unclouded, shining on pristine snow;
Impartial blue, a deepening mystic,
infinity calling. Levels and depths beckon
but tight borders and sharp angles
corral, restrain wandering dreams.
Soul refreshed, mind cleansed,
I return to house-wife realities.
Thank God, and the artist for
the calming balm of blue.
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