study the studied
propped up against the wall
he ran to get an opinion
from the neighbor down the hall
are there any words
for what's off within the lines?
he ponders it a moment
as his model then reclines
on the edge of his wobbly stool
fixated on reds and blues
his neighbor looks on excited
by the figures and the hues
many paintings are complete
yet he dreams that with one more
the critics then will notice him
and his fame they shall restore
dirt floors and unclean walls
and even Zeus' head of stone
can see the simple brilliance
of this one small work alone
all three in contemplation
of these gifts from common hands
in the crumbling artist's studio
where time hears no demands
Ron
Lin
Allen
The traditional four-line stanza is right and works very well here, but apart from the structure the atmosphere is absolutely spot on, the challenges and hopes made manifest; anyone attempting to create relates to this and knows the feelings. Very fine indeed.
John
the artist's studio, be it with brush or pen. I think you
captured it perfectly, Michelle. -gene.
hugs
Fee
Newfie Hugs, Rose
I enjoyed your artistic wonderings. Makes one stop and think. Thank you,
Denise Nowakowski