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 blue sky painted by the creator of the universe entitled Painted Sky.
Under a Painted Sky
Canvas spread from horizon to horizon
Covered in a brilliant indigo blue.
Mid-day sun to illuminate and brighten
Every tone and angle and hue.
Whisps of white to form the perfect contrast
Impossible to gazewith the naked eye
A piece of art so expansive and vast
Painted by the invisible finger of God
I stand in awe under a painted sky
Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh. To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.
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