An Artist’s Ode To The Canvas – Their masterpiece
I'm lost in the Blue,
While you lie in wait.
My thoughts are filled with you,
Even though the lines aren't straight.
It's hard to see you blank.
It's even harder to see you stained.
You are the one, I want to swank,
Cause this side of me is unrestrained.
I perceive the world in You,
Cause you're my drug, my Elixir.
The way I express my point of View,
My rapture in the depth of your Texture.
I start with petals, but end up with Thorns,
Choose bright hues but shift to the darker Ones.
Will I be able to do justice to the Seasons,
Choose passion instead of Reason?
You're impatient to be labelled as a masterpiece,
And here I am pondering over the difficulties.
I know every time I promise,
But it won't be long before you find Solace.
When you're at the pinnacle of success,
Feeling your artist's caress.
What made me write it –
This poem is inspired by the famous O.Henry story – The Last Leaf. If you haven’t read it then i wouldn’t dream of spoiling its mesmerising effect. But if you have, then surely you can connect this poem with Old Behrman’s masterpiece.
Sometimes, as artists (whether in the form of painters, writers, poets, cooks or any creative endeavour) we find ourselves not willing to take the plunge. We resist from taking that first step.
It is often said that a person may find the will to cross the toughest terrain or the deepest ocean, but they may lack the will to cross the threshold of their house, itself. When we wish to create something we shouldn’t wait for the perfect time, perfect day, perfect moment etc.
Cause waiting for perfection was not how the geniuses of the world, attained success. They took the initiative, tried, failed, tried again and succeeded.
So have a heartfelt conversation with your canvas, whatever it may be. And promise it, that you’ll take the first step – now. This moment is yours – seize it. Fulfill an artist’s dream.