June Forecast XI: Missing Sky Miracles
This morning, I pull up a canvas from a second-hand store,
a clown with sad face. It takes four coats
of white acrylic to overturn the stark, dark face.
I place it on an easel on the stone patio,
posed to capture the June Strawberry Moon,
but grey clouds get in my way. Such is this year.
Clouds everywhere. But I have yet to see rainbows,
so overcast the sky after each rain. I decide to dig
deep into my imagination to remember a free rainbow
and dip into violet, indigo, blue— my hand glides
higher with each hue to brush on green, yellow, orange
and red. Once dry, inside the orange, I paint a protest.
A love letter.
9 thoughts on "June Forecast XI: Missing Sky Miracles"
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A fresh look at the artistic process–would love to see the art this poem captures!
I agree with Greg! Love the compressed details and amount of narrative you achieve here
Protest art! Love it!
Sometimes you have to make your own damn rainbows! 🌈
The ending is great! Overturning a clown’s dark face!
What Kevin says! Love the attitude.
“I paint a protest” – yes!!
“Such is the year” is so true, my friend. Paint on!
But the miracle is there – in your creation!