August 12, 2005
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The Muse works in Mysterious ways…
Never underestimate the power of art. This evening, I found myself with the itch to write something. To help stimulate some inspiration, I pulled out a book called “Klimt’s Women” which features the paintings and ladies that helped bring him to fame and also helped usher in the modern age of painting.
The following three poems were written this evening, inspired by some of his painted women:
Garden of Life
They were a study of hope
and their naked bodies glistened
clean and fresh from the bath
water and bubbles dripping from
their scrubbed extremities.
He rubbed his large brown hand
over her swollen abdomen
gently teasing the protruding navel
stooping finally to put his ear
to the universe in her womb.
She looked like Mother Earth incarnate,
her belly full of child
breasts succulent, enticing,
heavy with nourishing milk,
a goddess in the garden of life.
Danae in Repose
Her very name was rapture
and her strawberry curls
were a loose tangle of color,
the ends deep brown from
dipping in the water below.
The bath became a
steamy sensuous cauldron,
her creamy skin blushing
as her dainty fingers danced
to the music of the spheres.
Her very name was bliss
as she sang her song to heaven
her voice lifted like an angel’s prayer
reaching the throne of Paradise
with a contented sigh.
Mermaid
This was no mythic creature
but a goddess beautiful and terrible,
her skin silver and wet
as she combed her platinum locks.
Her steely eyes chilled the heart
as the fisherman dropped his net
disturbing her moment of solitude
on the white sands of his island.
Her movement was quick and fluid
like water in motion and
he shaded his eyes from the gleam
of her sepentine tail.
Her laughter was all around him
as she shimmered into the crystalline depths
to frolic with her sisters
and dine on the rich blood of fish.
Comments (5)
Thanks for your comment. It’s always nice to hear about someone doing well with Lupus. All I’ve been hearing lately is how bad it can be. I’m glad your father is doing well.
Also, I enjoy your poetry. I’ve never been very good at poetry but love to read it. Yours is beautiful!
Having just visited the ocean and feasted on fresh halibut, I particularly like the “Mermaid”.
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I know the paitings you are writing about without seeing them. You have a way with sensual imagry. The first one, for me anyway, evokes Adam awaiting the birth of Eve.
I especially like the mermaid. All that’s missing is the smell of sea air, and salt spray coming out of the computer (;) ) .
Denae is more erotic, without being overt if that makes sense. Unless I’ve just got an erotic mind. (hmmm maybe). Again, I see it clearly from the poem, the romanesque lady, curls all over.
Well done!