On Stumbling On a Painting

On Stumbling On a Painting,
In the Depths of The Louvre

You paint it so
Well. You…
The clouds –
The storm –
The water so blue it seems
The sky. Yet,

The beach I cannot see,
The beach. The
Shoreline eroded
Away. While

A pale man, a lone
Man wanders with his
Back to us. Footprints

Lost to gray sands we
Cannot see. Only

The sea, the
Sight and soft smell
Of gray at,
The approach…
Of a storm.

Posted as part of Poets United Midweek Motif

11 thoughts on “On Stumbling On a Painting

  1. Mary December 9, 2015 / 8:41 pm

    In your poem, it almost seems that I am inside the artist’s head and going through his thought processes as he paints. In the Louvre, no less! Smiles.


  2. Susan December 9, 2015 / 10:41 pm

    I see a Turner sea, a moving sea captured in light. Very nice!


  3. Sherry Blue Sky December 10, 2015 / 1:32 am

    And you, too, have painted a wonderful picture for us, with your beautiful poem.


  4. oldegg December 10, 2015 / 2:36 am

    How important it is to view paintings from the artists eyes and not merely as photographs that we are so used to. In this way we can feel the movement and the awe of the spectator at the impression that has been made. Excellent.


  5. kaykuala h December 10, 2015 / 2:43 am

    Man wanders with his
    Back to us. Footprints

    A Neruda-style, Mathew, great! One is lost in thoughts on the beach except for footprints to be washed away by the tides. Your poem is certainly full of colors!



  6. Sumana Roy December 10, 2015 / 5:25 am

    “Footprints / Lost to gray sands we / Cannot see.”…this part tugs at the heartstrings…beautiful word picture…


  7. Jae Rose December 10, 2015 / 1:15 pm

    Stumbling on paintings is a wonderful thought…and when you really stumble and fall into a painting it opens up a dialogue far beyond the frame and the picture within…you want to know more..how, why, when..perhaps that is the best things any form of art can give us…more questions…and no definitive answers…just beautiful possibility and curiosity


  8. Marcoantonio December 10, 2015 / 4:03 pm

    much like walking in someone’s shoes except this allowed us to walk in the footprints



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