Because I am an overachiever, I decided to extend my Ekphrastic poems into the month of May. I have never attempted to translate the emotion from paintings, drawings, sculptures, or other visual works of art into words. The challenge will require me to dig deep to tap into the passions such works of art create inside a person. Most of what I write will be speculative. There will be times when I will place myself into the mind of the artist. Still other times, I will express the emotions I experience gazing at the work of art. If I get creative, I might even tell the story from an element within the artwork. This Ekphrastic poem is based on a painting by Kevin Meyer Jr. entitled Bob Ross Deranged.
Bob Ross Deranged
I believe the soft voiced artist
With the puffy hair and missing finger
Would admire this odd painting
With a dark side hard to ignore
And how Peapod and his friends were arranged
Almost as much as he enjoyed his happy clouds and trees
And the mountains majestic and cabins in the snow
Wet on wet brush stokes to linger
With a subtle stroke of the wrist
He might have laughed at Bob Ross deranged
Tilted his head in the evening breeze
Before he painted a river and a boat to row
Him safely onto God’s celestial shore.
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